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of the dairymaids. She had taken him in her mouth and sucked him. I had watched, even though I knew I shouldn't, enjoying every second of it. I took a deep breath and lowered myself to my knees, just as she had done. I wrapped my hand around the stiff erection popping from the prince’s body, and lowered my face to it. I licked my lips, hovering at the tip for a moment.
    His breath changed, growing ragged.
    I took another deep breath and parted my moist lips, taking the tip into my mouth. It was thick and hot and there was no way I was going to get it in as far as the dairymaid had. I stroked the bottom of it and sucked the top, hoping it would be enough. His cock was much larger than Gregor’s, not that the dairymaid had complained. When he had mounted her from behind she had cried out in pleasure. It had been then that I had taken my leave, forcing my prying eyes to avert.
    I parted my lips more and tried to take all of him in my mouth, sucking and stroking with my tongue.
    He moaned and rotated his hips, pushing it into my mouth farther. His hands ran through my hair. He moaned louder until I felt him start to jerk. He stopped my face from moving, pressing it against him. He lifted me from his cock and laid me back on the bed. He was so beautiful in his mask.
    He dropped to his knees, licking my slit. He fingered me teasingly and sucked my nub. I ground my hips into him, taking everything I could from the moment.
    When I was soaked, he climbed up my body and smiled. “Refuse the duke and marry me instead.”
    I shook my head.
    “Then I shall have to deflower you and make you mine.”
    I laughed. “If you insist.” I knew he would never take me as a wife. I needed to enjoy myself and leave. He spread my legs farther, resting his cock on my parted, swollen lips. He rubbed the head of it back and forth in my wetness. He looked down on me. “Are you sure you want this?”
    I nodded. “I want you, all of you.”
    He looked worried. “This is going to hurt.”
    “I know. Just do it.”
    He grinned. “Bravest girl I have ever met.”
    I couldn't help but think maybe I was the dumbest as he spread my legs farther, and sat back on his heels a bit. He dragged the tip of his cock back in the wetness and pushed it into me.
    I cringed instantly in pain. He shook his head. “Relax, trust me. It will hurt less if you relax into me. Take a deep breath and breathe it out as I enter you.”
    I took a deep breath, trying not to notice the constant feel of someone stretching my insides. He pushed forward, inching himself in. I tried to exhale but it came out in spurts. He gave one hard push, breaking the dam. I cried out, accidentally letting a few tears slip from my eyes.
    “It’s okay, you’re okay.” He pushed a couple light strokes inside of me and within a few seconds, I realized he was right—I was okay. The pain was gone, and in its place was pleasure. The feel of his body sliding against mine, the heat he was creating, and the way he moaned, made the pain fade away.
    I pulled his face down on mine, pressing our lips together. He began to thrust like he meant it, making my breasts bounce between us. He cupped one and lowered his face to the nipple. I moaned as he thrust and sucked simultaneously.
    It was bliss , it was all bliss . Everything about the moment, even the masks, was too remarkable. I wrapped my legs around him, grinding myself into his thrusts, meeting his pelvis with mine. He sat up, placing my feet on his wide shoulders and grabbed my hips. He lifted me into the air and started to pump himself in and out of me.
    At first it was too much, but then the rubbing of the position started another fire inside of me. I pressed against his shoulders, arching my back a little and lifted my own body to meet him. His grip on my hips tightened but my hands lifted above my head to push on the wall. I was desperate for the fire to become an explosion.
    I could feel it building.
    He pounded into me, making a slapping