Royally Kidnapped by the Prince novel Chapter 16

KENNEDY

A long growl escaped his throat. “Are you sure?”

“Please? I want you to mark me, fuck me, bite me, claim me. Whatever it pleases you.” 

His eyes darkened even more to my plea. His nose flared. His jaw ticked before he clamped his mouth into me, kissing me with lust, passion, and raw. Our tongues dueled. 

I wrapped my legs around his waist as I guided his huge hard cock into my wet entrance. He was so tense, his veins protruding on his neck. His muscles were taut.

“Fuck!” 

My breathing held. God, he was so huge, stretching me. I was so wet, but it still hurt. It burned. But it felt it belonged to be there inside me.

“God.” He groaned against my ear, his breaths tickling me. Then he granted my wish—he fucked me. 

Hard.

He thrust and thrust and thrust without mercy. 

My breasts jiggled up and down. 

My back scraped against the soft sheet. 

My head hit the headboard. 

I didn’t care if I got bruises after this as long as he fucked me. He filled me with his raging hard, huge cock. 

I felt every protruding vein inside me, his shaft, and then he was gone. I felt empty and cold all of a sudden.

“I’m not done, Kennedy. On four.” He was shaking, but he managed to order. I was on four, bracing my hand against the headboard. My body tensed as I sensed him, his shaft gliding against my ass.

“I haven’t tried anal.”

“I’m not gonna fuck you without your permission, darling. Relax. But this would be mine. Mine alone.” He rubbed my back down to my spine before he squeezed my ass. “Gorgeous.”

Slowly, he entered my slit. Then he was back to ruthlessly fucking me hard. My breasts danced to his thrust. Then he wrapped his arms around me, cupping my breasts before he lifted me. He was still full inside me. 

I felt full and stretched. I felt like that I would split in half. Every time Thayer thrust into me, he hit something I never knew existed, making my head spin. 

“Oh, god!” I threw my head back as I felt I was so close. “Yes!”

He pushed all the way in until he fully embedded me.

I’d been with plenty of men, but no one had ever fucked me this hard. 

“Thayer, I’m close.” I moaned. My throat dried.

“I know. I can feel you, darling. I’m close too.”

He thrust harder, harder, faster, faster, letting go of my breasts. Instead, he pinched my clit, sending sparks through my body. 

“Thayer! God!” My climax caught me by surprise—exploded in my pussy, radiating and igniting throughout my entire body, every cell coming to life.

“Kennedy. Darling.” He groaned against my ear. “Fuck!” He jerked, held me tight against him, breathing rapidly. His sweat dripped down his face as he released inside me, thrust slowly, and emptied till its last drop. 

We remained in that position for I didn’t how long. Even if I felt I didn’t have bones in my body, Thayer never let me go. He was still inside me. He then turned his face to kiss me on my cheek, the corner of my lips. I turned to kiss him back. It was soft, gentle as if he was taking his time.

Meeting his tongue with my own, I moaned. He gave a gentle squeeze on my breast, still aching for his previous suck, but every pinch he did, sent pleasure and ache between my thighs. 

I turned around, setting free his cock, but he was hard again. I straddle to his lap, and he welcomed me, wrapping his arms around me. I continued to kiss him again, moving my hips slowly. I was aching again and wet. And he knew exactly what I wanted.

“Take me as you want, darling.”

I guided his hard cock into me, sliding slowly until I felt I met my clit on his base. 

He felt so good. 

I bit my bottom lip.

He met me in the middle, thrusting into me. I moved my hips in rhythm. 

He pressed his thumb against my clit, moving circles. “Come for me, Kennedy. I’m close.”

I could feel it. 

I pushed him, and he fell to the bed. 

I rode him, hard and fast. 

I threw my head back. 

I was so closed. 

I could feel it. 

When he pinched my nipples, my whole body clenched, every cell in my body burning. I flew high, soaring up the stars. My orgasm kept coming, rippling through me in rapturous bliss.

“God!”

***

I might have fallen asleep. The last thing I remembered was Thayer pulling me into his arms, running his fingers on my arm. 

My body was sore everywhere—well-fucked, well-taken care of.

“Madam, are you awake now?” 

My heart was in my throat. I quickly covered myself with the blanket, even if I was already covered with a sheet. “How did you get in here?

“I am your humble aid. Anything you need, you can ask from me.” Humble aid? We were just the same age. She was wearing a decent black blouse and pants. She tied her hair in a neat bun. “My name is Arina.”

“Where’s Thayer?”

“Your—I mean, Sir Thayer is down in the library. He assigned me to be with you.”

“I think I can take care of myself. Thank you.” 

“I prepared the tub for your bath.”

“I don’t need someone to bath me.”