Ravished by The Prince – The Forbidden Fun Read Online Cassandra Dee

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Erotic, Forbidden Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 46
Estimated words: 42883 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 214(@200wpm)___ 172(@250wpm)___ 143(@300wpm)
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“Eric!” I scream. “Oh oh oh!”

He grips the sheets as he grunts, plowing harder inside of me.

“Kitty, I’m about to come,” he whispers in my ear. “Are you ready for it, honey?” In answer, I seize his face in my hands and kiss him passionately as a stream of hot jism erupts inside of me. He jerks again and again, spraying me with his virility, roaring like a conqueror as he marks me as his. Eric even pulls my hair a bit, his blue eyes glowing as that massive torso shakes and churns above me.

Finally, the ejaculation dribbles off, and the huge prince collapses against my curvy body. He’s heavy, but to be honest, the feeling is incredibly intimate and makes me smile. I kiss his lips softly again and then stroke his back as he tries to catch his breath. I run my fingers through his jet black hair, still floating on cloud nine.

He holds me tightly, like he doesn’t want to let me go, but I know better than to read into the situation. After all, let’s be honest: he’s a prince and I’m a commoner. Not just a commoner, in fact. I’m a maid who works in the palace, the lowliest of the low. Maybe I didn’t get fired this time around, but if anyone finds out what we just did, I’ll definitely be fired then.

Yet a small smile creeps onto my face in the darkness. Maybe this was just a one-time thing, but I never want to forget this moment. Even if I’m banished to the stables (or wherever errant maids go) and I never see Eric again, I’ll still be smiling from ear to ear as I muck out horse stalls, remembering my dreamy night with the prince.

CHAPTER 9

Eric

I’ve been smiling since I woke up this morning. I probably even fell asleep grinning because last night with Kitty was amazing. I've never felt that way with a woman before. It wasn't just sex – I felt a real connection to the curvy woman. I feel like I can open up and be honest with her, and blabbered on about feeling confined by my princely duties, and hating the future that’s set for me. It was a lot to tell someone whom you’ve just met.

But hey, Kitty seemed receptive. She reassured me with a sweet smile and soft words, and soon we were going at it furiously in my bed. It was mind-blowing and I hate that she couldn't stay the night with me, but it would have been a little awkward trying to explain to the staff why she was sneaking out of my quarters at 5 a.m.

I spread strawberry jam on a biscuit and take a hefty bite, musing on last night. I can still taste Kitty’s sweet nectar on my lips; her mouth was pure honey. She's unlike any woman I've ever met and takes pride in her work, even in something as simple as cleaning rooms. I have a great deal of respect for her and for what she does for a living.

Then again, I feel awful because I know I've taken the castle staff for granted all of my life. They've always been so efficient that I've never really paid any attention, but I know that's no excuse for my behavior. I vow, starting today, to treat every staff member with respect and to thank them for their kind services whenever I can. Kitty’s opened my eyes, and now that I know better, I have to do better.

Yet as I stare blankly at the breakfast laid out before me on the table, all I can see is her naked frame lying on my bed. Her luscious curls flowing like a river around her voluptuous figure. Her big breasts, melodious laugh, and of course, the warm, wet cunt which made me erupt like a fiery volcano. Shit, I couldn’t hold back.

“Hey, big brother,” Ella sings as she strolls into the dining room, interrupting my thoughts. My little sister snatches a strawberry from the spread on the table and takes a bite of the fruit.

“Hey, yo Els,” I grunt. “What up?” My sister’s pretty with her black hair and blue eyes, and everyone says she’s the model of a what a princess should be. Still, she’s a spitfire.

“You seem like you’re in a good mood today,” she remarks, shooting me a curious look.

“Yeah, I guess I am,” I reply. Ella and I are very close; we have been since we were kids, and we’ve always been able to depend on each other.

“Maybe you and Dad can actually get along today,” she jokes.

“Only if he’s in the right mood,” I chuckle. My sister giggles, and her laugh warms my heart. “How are things with you and Count Alexander?” At my question, she looks off to the side, her smile fading away.



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