by Meg Xuemei X
I withdrew my fingers slowly, an inch, then two inches, ready to plunge back with one powerful thrust for the final finish.
Rose’s hand caught my fingers. “No,” she said, pulling them back out of her sheath.
“Rose?” I growled in a low, lust-filled voice.
“No.” She swallowed hard.
“I won’t fuck you today, Rose,” I said, and my promise didn’t sound convincing, even to my ears. “I just want to give you a sweet pleasure and some relief. Come on, eroma. Come on me.”
“No,” she repeated, her eyes flashing in fury, but it was more at her than me.
She wouldn’t allow herself to come. She hadn’t planned to come. And she was the type to stick to her plans.
A gust of anger rippled through me, ready to blow down the wall she’d just pulled back up.
No female had frustrated me like this one.
“You said one real kiss, Prince,” she said, trying to sound careless while the pink hue still spread on her cheeks from her undeniable passion. “And I believe I’ve delivered it.” And she focused on putting her clothes back on as if she hadn’t moaned against me like a cat in heat a second ago, as if she hadn’t stroked my cock like it was the only thing that mattered.
“You delivered it too well, Princess,” I sneered coldly. “I’ll give you a ride home since you’ve earned it.”
“Thank you,” she said with icy haughtiness.
And I restrained myself from smacking her butt.
“Hop on,” I said emotionlessly.
She inched toward me cautiously, as if all of a sudden I’d become the most dangerous species that would bite her head off.
Her scent of arousal twirled and paraded in the air. She still wanted me. And my cock, frustrated and furious, stayed hard as a rock.
She laid her elegant hands lightly on my shoulders, then they clasped around my neck.
I didn’t have time for this or any of her games!
I grabbed her to me, my wings stretching, ready to take into the sky.
She immediately jumped onto me and wrapped her legs tightly around my waist, no longer demure.
“I’ll aim for speed this time,” I said. “The ride is going to be rough.”
She chinned up. “I can take it rough.”
“Can you really?” I snorted as I shot into the air, then flew at nearly maximum speed at high altitude.
My fury gradually ebbed as her soft, warm body clung to me.
I held her preciously against me, wondering why I couldn’t stay mad at her for long. I hadn’t cared about anyone before, but Rose—Rose had become my only weakness.
Dusk started to recede from the horizon.
I was reluctant to let her go, but I had to return her to the king’s palace.
The deaths of Victoria’s soldiers might have reached Atlantis already. The king, by now, must have realized how long the princess had been absent.
With Rose in my arms, I vowed to bring her to the safe shore while riding the dark storms.
THE STORY CONTINUES IN
THE EMPRESS OF MYSTH 3:
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About the Author
Meg Xuemei X is a USA Today bestselling author. She writes steamy paranormal and sci-fi romance. She finds it dreamingly delightful to be around drop-dead gorgeous alpha males who are forever tormented by her feisty heroines, formidable alien angels, wild shifters, haughty fey, dark vampires, and cunning witches.
She's visited the universe of The Empress of Mysth, The First Witch, and Dark Chemistry. Next she'll boldly go to the badland of The Wickedest Witch. At this moment, in her southern California abode, she's packing as many forbidden weapons as she can carry. Her favorite one is a magical whip.
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