Free Web NovelChapter 213: Princess’s Breakfast*
I had no idea what time it was but I knew it was daytime. When I woke up, the entire room had these strong pheromones, familiar and I don’t know what to call it. It was thick, heavy in the air, wrapping around me the second I opened my eyes. It made my chest feel warm and my head spin a little. When I turned to the other side of the bed, Princess’s eyes were open, she had been staring at me. Her gaze was completely locked onto my face, dark and intense, without a single blink.
"When did you wake up..." before I could finish my question she leaned in to kiss me.
Her lips felt warm, pressing hard against mine with a sudden, desperate hunger that completely caught me off guard. She didn’t stop she continued deeply that I couldn’t resist being turned on. Her pheromones were intoxicating as well as her desires, flooding my senses until my mind went entirely blank. My heart started thumping wildly against my ribs, matching the fast rhythm of her breathing.
She guided me to sit down on the bed properly, her movements quick and unyielding. She would have been on top of me but due to the baby bump, she had me sit in-between her laps, my back was resting on her body. I could feel the solid heat of her chest pressing right against my spine, her breath hot against the nape of my neck as she held me tight against her.
She adjusted my hair as she continued to kiss me, then my neck, pulling the strands out of the way so she could get closer. Slowly, she unbuttoned my nightwear, wrong Princess just used her fingers to trace the possible soft fabric till she tore my hoodie overall nightwear. The fabric ripped with a sharp, loud sound, exposing my skin to the cool air of the room, but the chill didn’t last because her hands were already there, burning hot against my bare skin. She deepened her sucking on my neck, biting down lightly, she gripped my boobs squeezing tightly. ƒree𝑤ebnσvel.com
"Hmm, shh.. looks like you are in y..." I moaned asking because Princess learned to remove my clothes with patience but right now she hasn’t said a word only actions. My voice sounded small and breathless, muffled against her cheek as she moved down my jawline. Her grip was tight, almost rough, completely different from how gentle she usually was with me.
Hearing no reply, all I could do was enjoy the moment, because I also couldn’t resist and I have been craving her touch for what felt like ages, even if we last had sex two nights ago. The ache inside me flared up instantly, a needy, heavy feeling that made me arch my back into her chest, wanting to be closer.
"Fuck.." I let out a loud moan, the sound escaping my throat before I could even try to stop it, as I felt Princess’s fingers rubbing my clit, she used my juice to violently rub anticlockwise, her fingers moved rapidly. A sudden shockwave of pure heat shot straight up my spine, making my entire body stiffen in her arms.
"Ahhhh..." my mouth opened, my body vibrated, waves of pleasure rippling under my skin. I thought I could handle it but on its own my legs were about to close, a sudden instinct to curl inward taking over. But, Princess used her legs to keep them open, locking me, unable to move my legs. Her thighs were like iron bands, clamping down over mine and forcing me to stay completely exposed to her touch.
Her other hand was busy squeezing my boobs, they felt heavy by the moment, aching under the rough pressure of her palms. She used her fingers to tease my nipples, rolling them tightly between her tips. I could feel some wet liquid coming out of my nipples, a strange, electric sensation that made my stomach drop with absolute desire.
"Princess..." I gasped touching her hand, my fingers wrapping around her wrist to try and slow her down for just a second, but she caught my hand and locked it behind my back, keeping me pinned firmly against her torso, still violently rubbing my clit. I let out a loud moan, my voice cracking under the intensity. I could feel it, I was about to come, the faster she became the louder I got. My hips hitched upward against her hand on their own, the friction driving me completely crazy. Finally I came.
Liquid rushed out of my pussy, a hot wave breaking through my body that made my toes curl tight. Princess used her hand to use the fluid coming out of my pussy and rubbed my pussy, making every part wet and easy. She didn’t pause for even a second to let the sensitivity fade, her fingers slick and moving with a relentless, driving pace. frёewebnoѵēl.com
I rested my head on her shoulder trying to catch my breath, my chest heaving as I sucked in the heavy, pheromone-filled air. She turned my head sideways so she could deepen her tongue inside my mouth, cutting off my air again and swallowing my gasps whole.
Just when I thought it was over, Princess was just starting, her energy showing absolutely no signs of dropping. She thrust two fingers deeply inside my pussy, the sudden fullness making me stretch around her. I tried to pull away from the kiss, my head jerking back slightly to find some air, but she didn’t let me, her grip on my jaw tightening. All I could do was moan inside her mouth, no I was crying. I actually was crying because she didn’t give me the time to breathe, the pleasure blurring into a tight, overwhelming ache that felt almost too much to take.
For a moment when she pulled away, my eyes met hers, the space between us charged and heavy. There was something about them, lust, they were filled with the desire for more and even if I was crying I wanted more. The blue in her pupils was completely consuming, blank and focused entirely on breaking me down.
My body reacted when she added a third finger inside me, a sharp gasp catching in my throat. My toes curled, my nails digging hard into her captive legs, even being locked it was still trying to fight Princess’s captive legs, but this girl was strong, completely unyielding against my weak struggles. I wondered if she was in her numb state because Princess gets stronger when she doesn’t feel anything.
But that’s not possible... one needs to feel to have sex. The thought flickered away as fast as it came, unable to hold onto logic while my body was burning up from the inside out.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck!" I screamed as she went faster, hitting my sensitive spot over and over with brutal precision. She kept working her fingers inside me, going deeper and faster, the friction creating a wet, loud sound that filled the quiet bedroom.
"Fuck... P-princess I’m going to cum again.... Please..." I was going to tell her to slow down but the words wouldn’t come out, my voice breaking into high-pitched whimpers. Maybe I was afraid she was going to listen and slow her pacing but I actually didn’t want her to slow down. As painful as it felt I wanted more... I was enjoying the pain as well as the sweetness. Every hard thrust sent a jolt straight to my brain, driving me closer and closer to another edge.
This was something I have never felt. With all the sex we have had this happened to be my favorite, Princess doing what she wants, completely taking control and leaving me with no choice but to take it all.
I used her neck for support, burying my head in her skin, as I climaxed again and again. My body shuddered violently against her hand, spilling over. She didn’t stop working her fingers until I climaxed five to six times, my muscles cramping from the repeated shocks of pleasure. I could feel the bed wet from my fluids, the sheets completely soaked beneath us.
After that she switched, now moving in front of me, her shadow looming over my legs. I did mutter the word resting but that girl was not listening, she was not done yet, her gaze fixed hungrily on my thighs. I might have cum multiple times but she hasn’t. She spread my legs wide open, lowered her head and began to lick my wet fluid, starting from my clit she curled her lips. I raised my head looking at the ceiling, my eyes felt blurry, tears leaking down the sides of my face. I squeezed both hands on the mattress, tearing at the fabric, moaning loudly.
Princess worked on my clit, eating me like I was her breakfast, her tongue flat and heavy, moving with an aggressive, steady rhythm. While she continued to eat my clit she deepened two of her fingers inside me, working again and fast, pushing inside my slick walls without a moment of hesitation.
I used her head for support, my fingers tangling in her hair to pull her closer, still using the bed to keep myself from sliding away. I continued crying loudly that I wondered if that was me actually crying... wondering whose voice that was. The sound was raw, completely unhinged, filling the entire room as the pleasure hit an unbearable peak.
I came again, my fluid gushed out violently against her face, a frantic spasm locking my hips. Princess took it all in, her eyes wiping upward to look at me, still working inside me with her fingers without breaking her pace.
I had no idea how long that went, the hours bleeding together into a haze of heat and wet friction. Princess wouldn’t stop... and I wasn’t stopping her, my hands clinging to her shoulders for dear life. Even when our pussies joined together, the friction of our skin rubbing hot and tight, she kept working until she climaxed inside me, her body shuddering hard as she let out a low, gravelly groan against my stomach. She did that multiple times, the heat of her own release flooding between us. I was counting but I lost count, completely lost in the rhythm of her movements as the room spun around us.
This was the longest we have ever gone.
