Their Hidden Princess (Zora) novel Chapter 60

In an instant, we transitioned from the wall to Maximus’s bed, the world around us fading into a blur.

My back sank into the plush comforter, the fabric soft against my skin, while my hands found their way back to his face, fingers tracing the contours I had come to know so well. His lips resumed their exploration, trailing down my chest, leaving behind a burning sensation as he sucked gently at the skin beneath my collarbones. A guttural moan escaped my lips, a sound I couldn’t suppress as my hips instinctively jolted toward him, craving more. Max, ever the dominant force, used his own hips to pin me firmly against the bed, the warmth radiating from him undeniable, his desire palpable.

For a fleeting moment, he lifted his head, his eyes filled with an intensity that made my heart race. He wrestled my shirt off, but it wasn’t enough. Seizing the opportunity while our bodies were momentarily separated, I quickly discarded my sports bra, leaving myself bare. I arched my back, yearning for him once more. Max caught my wrists, pinning them to the bed, his gaze darkened with an insatiable need that sent shivers down my spine.

His eyes roamed over my body, drinking in every inch of me before locking onto my own gaze with an intensity that made my breath hitch.

“Is this okay?” he grunted, a hint of concern threading through his voice. “Are you okay?”

“Yes,” I moaned, the word barely escaping my lips. “More.”

With that, he dove back down, his tongue pressing flat against my sternum, trailing a warm stripe all the way down to my hip, where he bit down gently, sending sparks of pleasure coursing through me. His hands abandoned my wrists, and I eagerly pulled his face back up to mine, our mouths colliding in a desperate kiss.

Our tongues danced together, exploring, tasting, until he slipped away again, my body aching for his return. His face hovered near my navel, fingers deftly peeling away the fabric of my leggings, revealing me to the cool air.

“I have to taste you,” he murmured into my skin, his breath hot and tantalizing. “I need it.”

“Please,” I begged, the fire within me consuming every coherent thought.

With a swift tear of fabric, my lower half was suddenly exposed. I barely had time to register the chill before I felt Max’s warm breath against my core, igniting every nerve ending in my body. Then came the fire.

As his mouth connected with me, my entire back arched off the bed in shock, a gasp escaping my lips as I instinctively pushed my hips toward him, craving more of his touch. His arm came down to brace me, pinning me back against the bed as he began to explore me with the same fervor he had shown my mouth. His tongue teased, swirling, searching for that sweet spot that would make me unravel.

When his mouth found the apex of my thighs, I arched again, a moan erupting from my chest that felt as primal as my heartbeat. That sound only drove Maximus further, his face burying itself deeper into me, his licking and sucking driving me wild. I had never felt such a desperate, wild need before.

And then, I tipped over the edge.

A scream tore from my throat as I came hard, my body convulsing, my hips twitching uncontrollably. Maximus didn’t relent; he continued to lap at me, drawing out wave after wave of pleasure, pushing me through one, then two orgasms in rapid succession. Only when I could take no more did I finally pull his head up to meet mine.

He pressed an open-mouthed kiss along the line of my hip before I tugged him back up so our lips could connect again. The taste of myself on him was intoxicating, a bittersweet reminder of what we had just shared.

“You taste like honey,” he moaned, his voice low and sultry as he returned to peppering kisses along my neck.

In a surge of boldness, I dragged his shirt off his shoulders, my frustration boiling over as I ripped it at the back, tearing the remnants away to reveal his skin. His lips found their way back to my sternum, teasing and tantalizing, before he dipped lower, capturing one of my nipples in his mouth. The sensation sent me spiraling toward a new peak of pleasure.

“I need—” I gasped, but Maximus was already there, helping me shed his pants and boxers, his cock springing free, magnificent and enticing.

He was massive.

The sight made my mouth water, anticipation coursing through me. As his hips pressed against mine, the head of him aligned perfectly to enter me. With one thrust, he filled me completely, and it felt like heaven, like everything I had ever desired.

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