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I dropped my lightning and grabbed a courtier with a white lace venetian mask and sniffed. “Definitely not the princess.” I shoved her toward the door. “One out. Eleven to go.”
Before I snatched another to kick her out of the game, a courtier, who had the same sunset-auburn hair as Rose, stepped up and said, “This is not how we play, High Prince. You can’t just pick us one by one and sniff us like we are—”
“Yeah, yeah, you’re not bones,” I cut in. “You’re flowers. Yet none of you are that delicate when it comes to ambushing, manipulating, and tricking me.”
“High Prince, restrain yourself,” the one with Rose’s hair said. “Her Highness won’t be pleased if you’re so rude to her courtiers.”
She even mimicked Rose’s tone and hit every pitch. I narrowed my eyes. These females were not what they appeared to be under the disguises. I trained my eyes on the bold one and sniffed, then another courtier called, “One chance means you’ll get only one pick among us to find the real princess.”
“If you blow it, you’ll never have her, or me,” the sunset-auburn haired female added, drawing attention to herself. She might be the head of the courtiers, or the one who glamoured them all.
I frowned. “Are all fey females this annoying and opinionated?” Then I pointed at her and thumbed toward the door. “You sound like Princess Rose and even have her hair color, but you’re definitely not her. Out.”
She shrugged. “Are you sure, Seth? Your next pick will be your final.”
My nostrils flared.
Her scent, jasmine of night sky and her unique arousing female pheromones sang to me. No other scent could cover hers. No other scent could top hers. Even if I was blind, I would still single her out amid millions. I also smelled my own scent on her. It gratified me that my scent had already marked her as mine.
I followed our joined scent to a quiet female who wore a jeweled mask with blue diamonds. She stared back at me blankly.
I strode toward her. She didn’t back off, but she was holding her breath.
All of the courtiers stood very still. No hush, no laughter, and no mocking. The complete silence was bliss. They just watched.
Rose’s scent sang loudly and joyfully, beckoning me forward.
I couldn’t see her expression beneath her mask, but I heard her erratic heartbeat.
That was my Rose. She was waiting for me. I had passed the test. This fucking, frustrating game was over.
My black lightning flared on my wings in victory, reaching for the true princess.
The courtiers lunged to me. “Don’t hurt her!” they called.
“Step back, wenches,” I snarled. “I won’t hurt her.”
The courtiers stopped short as my wings came around and cocooned Rose; my lightning trailed along her face, neck, and arms, caressing and adoring her.
I trapped her inside. I wouldn’t give her a chance to vanish into the thin air. Who knew what those crazy females would do next. “Only the real princess can touch my lightning unharmed,” I declared, grabbing her waist and pulling her against my hard body.
Rose, who wore the blue jeweled mask, clasped her hands behind my neck, not protesting my hardness sticking against her belly. She gave me a sly look. “Are you sure I’m the one you want, High Prince?” she purred. “Careful of what you choose. Once you pick, there’s no turning back.”
“I can sniff you out even if they hide you among an army of millions on the bloody battlefield,” I scowled. “Even if you flee to Earth’s farthest corner, I’ll still find you. And Princess, don’t forget my scent is all over you.”
She smiled, but I didn’t feel even slightly amused.
I’d been sure that I finally got to fuck her, and then all this drama wheeled in and hit me in the face. I grew weary.
My cock was steely hard and ached so much. I was going to explode if she pulled out another stunt.
Rose snapped her fingers behind my neck, and I jumped. Until I saw that she wasn’t going to trick me but instead, her glamour fell off.
She wore no mask but a white gown.
“You found me, Seth,” she whispered in delight.
“Of course,” I snorted. “Why should it be a surprise?”
“I thought you’d appreciate my generous gesture,” she said. “I was offering you the best females who know every trick in bed. And you can have all of us. Isn’t that every male’s fantasy?”
“Been there, done that. The fantasy sucked.” I barked a dark laugh. “And I’m not every male. My deal is with you. You can’t just shift the package at the last minute!”
She rolled her eyes. “I remember that you said you wouldn’t hold me to my part of the bargain anymore. You gave up your rights to claim me. You said I was free.”
“I said all those things and meant them,” I said. “But then you had to come back to seek me out and toy with me more, as if my past torture wasn’t enough. And then you decided to dump me to your courtiers as if I meant nothing to you. One does not taunt me like that—” I swallowed the rest “—still got to live to see the light.”
“I wasn’t teasing or taunting you, Seth,” she said. “As I said, I was offering you the fantasy every male dreamed of. You can have me. You can have us all.”
My wing swept toward a courtier and brought her to our circle. “You want me to fuck her before you?” I cupped the female’s breast, my eyes never leaving Rose. I wanted to see her reaction. “You want me to fuck all of them?”
A dark light flashed by her eyes before she put on an emotionless mask. How I wanted to tear her mask off and grind it to dust with my bare hands.
“As you wish,” she said, her arms loosening from my neck. She stepped back to put distance between us.
“When did you start to care what I want?” I asked, letting go of the female courtier. I didn’t even pay attention to which one I’d grabbed.
Rose placed her hands on her enticing hips. “Are we going to stand here and quarrel for the rest of the day? Decide, Prince. I have better things to do.”
“Fine,” I said with anger. “I’ll fuck every one of them except you!”
I was beyond fury that she would share me. Then I squinted in puzzlement. I had never had an exclusive sexual relationship with any female before. Why was I so upset that the princess didn’t want exclusiveness? If any angel heard about this, they would laugh to tears, supposing they could believe it.
“Fine!” the princess said. “Enjoy yourself.”
She turned to leave, but I lunged, grabbing her shoulders, and my wings formed walls around us again. “You’re not going anywhere, Princess!” I said. “I’m not done with you.”
The courtiers closed in on us, ready to defend their princess; some of them produced daggers that could cut into an angel’s flesh. I could kill them all with one strike. They knew that, yet it didn’t stop them.
Those seductresses had shifted to warriors, no longer soft and sexy. Menace and hatred rolled off them. The days with my brother had taken a toll on them. Rose sensed that too.
“I’ll be fine,” she called. “The High Prince won’t hurt me.” She turned to me. “Are you going to force me, Seth?”
“You still ask me that after all this time with me?” I asked.
“Then let me go,” she said.
I withdrew my hands and wings. I had never felt so deflated and defeated in my long existence. The universe really hated me. “Go as you desire.” I sighed. “Send the word when you’re ready and I’ll deliver you to safety. The wedding is in three days, so you’d better decide tonight.”
Instead of walking away, the fey princess stepped toward me and pressed her palm against my face. “Seth, you’re too frustrated to think straight. You misunderstood my intention. I wouldn’t taunt you after you put your own future in jeopardy to save me.” She swallowed. “I thought this is what you wanted. You have a reputation. You once had over a hundred females in one night. You broke the record of all males.”
I had been drun
k with the strongest angel brew that night, for I had long since lost a sense of myself and all dreams and visions. I had fucked non-stop to rip out that unbearable cold abyss inside me. I’d known then that soon I would turn to unfeeling, so I’d fucked every female and everything that moved in the room to feel something. That night I had turned into the living dead when I’d been inside the females.
After that night, I hadn’t been able to feel anything, not even the ripple of time, until Rose came to my life.
“That was before I met you,” I said. “I’m now even more doomed than I’d ever been. You just broadcasted my secret that I can only have a hard-on for you, but you’ll never let me have you. I’m cursed through and through. This unbridled lust boils in me like poison and it will never leave my veins.”
Rose winced, and I noticed that my hands on her arms had tightened to an iron grip. I at once released her. “Sorry, Rose. I didn’t mean to hurt you. I’ll never hurt you. But I don’t want to share you, and I hate it when you don’t care and want to throw me away like I’m yesterday’s meat.”
“Such temper,” Rose said.
The courtiers watched quietly. I’d shown my weakness and vulnerability in front of them all. Look what Rose could make me do.
“Is it so wrong that I want only you?” I asked quietly.
“No, Seth,” she said, brushing her thumb over my mouth.
The pleasure from her tender touch expelled some of my dark anger and angst.
It pained me that I still wanted her so much. I still wanted her more than anything in the whole universe.
Rose tilted her chin toward her courtiers. They bowed and filed out of the room.
No one spared me a second look, but one of them closed the door behind them.
Her hand laced in my hair, and Rose pressed her lips against mine. As I demanded she open her mouth, she obliged and let her tongue dance with mine.
“No more games?” I rasped against her lips.
“A favor then?”
“Please, no more fancy ideas.”
I wanted her. I needed her. I had to have her now, or I would go supernova.
I moved her gown up to her waist, and she wrapped a leg around my thigh.
Her pink, plump petals parted for me.
I exhaled.
Wasting no time, I held the crown of my hard cock, placed it against her entrance, and shoved into her tight sheath.
Finally!
She gasped. Her eyes widened.
Mine! My primal male instinct roared as I drove home with my first thrust.
Mine!
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THE EMPRESS OF MYSTH 7: ANGEL’S WAR
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PRINCE SETH
With an elbow supporting my upper torso, I pulled out in inch or two from Rose so I could see how her rosy flesh gloved my shaft.
Her glistening sex—soft, silken, golden—was absolutely beautiful. It clenched my cock, territorial and with an attitude. When I tried to pull out a little more, it already sucked me in like the strongest magnet.
I almost laughed at my female’s trying for dominance.
I was amazed that we fit so perfectly. Our every shape matched like a unique lock with the one and only key. When my cock penetrated her, it filled her. It was just right in every sense. This fey female was made for me.
Rose raised her head and joined me to watch how I fucked her. Under her smoldering gaze, I felt my cock grow even larger and harder inside her. I pulled out an inch or more and slammed back into her sheath to reach her sweet depth.
“Oh, Seth,” she cried.
I withdrew more for her benefit, so she could observe how I moved in and out of her pussy with different tempos. That almost undid her. She breathed hard, her hands grappling at the messy sheets as a look of ecstasy rippled over her face. Then her hands moved from the fabric to grab my hips that propelled rapidly toward her, her fingernails digging into my taut ass.
Her lips parted. She tore her gaze from the sight of our joined flesh and stared at my lust-filled face. Darkness and light rippled together in her whiskey-colored eyes, and I had never seen anything more beautiful than she.
I was still dazed, stunned, and grateful as I thrust in her, not believing I was actually fucking her after being put off and taunted for so long. All of my past frustration was worth it. This—I plunged deep into her over and over—was way better than any fantasy.
Even when the incomparable pleasure threatened to shatter my core and reduce me to bits and pieces, lust still seared me. And I wanted more of her.
I grinded into her and thrust more wildly. I’d once watched the most primordial beast from my home planet savagely mate with his female. I was that beast now on top of Rose.
Her scent crushed me and bound me in eternal desire.
My female’s moans grew ferocious and primal with my long thrusts.
She inserted her knuckles into her mouth, as if she couldn’t bear such pleasure, as if she would die from it, too. I was now worried what a climax would do to us both when it finally erupted.
I removed her fingers from her mouth and replaced them with mine. She eagerly licked them, sucked them, and bit them. I thrust my fingers in her mouth while my cock thrust in her hot, tight pussy in frenzy.
“From now on,” I panted, “you can have only one cock—mine.”
She ignored my statement, but hooked her legs around behind my hips to pull me even closer as I slammed into her to the hilt.
My insatiable female!
I stopped thrusting and grinded my hips against her in a clockwise direction, then counterclockwise, my cock twirling and tweaking inside her silky sex.
Her eyes rolled back. She pulled out my fingers and sobbed with moans.
“Like being fucked by an angel?” I heard my own husky voice.
She bit her lip, only releasing it to loose a string of rasped moans.
“Say you like being fucked,” I demanded, grabbing and squeezing her breast.
She breathed. “Well.”
I shoved in her again at blinding speed. “Say it,” I threatened as I pulled out very slowly, “or you’ll get no more of this.”
“Please don’t,” she cried.
“Like to be fucked like this?” I delivered three short thrusts mixing with a long one, all of them forceful.
“Yes!” she said. Tears misted her eyes from the carnal pleasure.
I slowed down a little. “Is it too much for you?”
“Always too much and never too much,” she offered. “Just don’t stop!”
My thrust became erratic. “Not even when you beg me, female,” I growled. “Do you love my cock?”
“Yes.”
“Say the whole sentence.”
“I love your cock. I love to be fucked so hard by your enormous, mighty cock! Oh, Seth. Just fuck me.”
“Is my cock the biggest you’ve ever seen?” I asked. I didn’t know why I’d asked the stupid question and then felt an intense jealousy crushing into me.
“How could I know?” she murmured.
Was she still defying me, even pinned underneath me and being fucked roughly? “No matter,” I announced viciously. “From now on, you can have only my cock and no one else’s!”
She didn’t respond.
So I drilled into her almost violently, my dick a blur in and out of her.
Angels could carry on endlessly with such speed and strength.
I kept pounding her mercilessly. “Say you’ll have only my cock all of your immortal life.”
Rose seemed to forget how to breathe but remembered to arch her back to meet my frenzy strokes.
“You won’t say it?” I asked, extracting my cock slowly.
She grabbed my ass to prevent me from leaving and hissed. “I dare you!”
“I dare and I will,” I said, pulling out my shaft to the edge of her entrance, despite her strong grip. I was more powerful. �
�Just say the whole sentence, eroma. It can’t be that hard.”
She swallowed. “I’ll have only your cock and no one else’s.”
She might protest later, saying she was forced to make such a vow in the middle of the heat and under a great threat. But as long as she had said it, I would give her a break. “Good answer, baby,” I said in approval.
She gasped at another thrust delivered. “Did you always talk so much in bed, Prince?”
I gave her a feral kiss. “Don’t appreciate my dirty talk?”
She pulled me back toward her, only wanting more of our hot, hard actions.
I chuckled. “Hold on.” And I started to rub her swelled clitoris. It shivered.
Rose threw her head back and begged. “Please. I want all of you now.”
And I obliged her and thrust deeply into her.
“Again!” she demanded, and we moved together, faster and faster.
Her warm, silky tightness clutched the length of my cock. Every inch of me enjoyed the primitive, violent pleasure. My hunger was finally sated.
Then I felt it—the incoming release. I rasped in shock. I’d bedded countless females, but I had never truly come. Now the prickling feeling in my slit and great pressure under my crown told me that I was about to have the first climax in my long immortal existence.
The Earth princess was going to make me come, but I wouldn’t allow myself to come before her. My female should go first.
Must hold back.
I gritted my teeth, and my body trembled from the painful restraint as I ceased moving on top of her.
“Don’t you dare stop!” Rose protested viciously. “I’m almost there!”
“Rose,” I whispered weakly, trying to explain, but Rose—Rose arched her back and thrust up her hips, slamming into me again and again.
The inner walls of her sex squeezed me hard, her muscles moving and twisting and her depth sucking me in mercilessly.
My female’s eyes blazed with wild heat. She was the most beautiful, erotic thing I’d ever seen.
And that undid me.
No force of the universe could hold me back now, neither could I do it myself. I met her fierce movements with blunt thrusts, and she made approving groans.