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Claimed by the Bastard Prince by Sue Lyndon #RoyallyMine

Claimed by the Bastard Prince by Sue Lyndon!

Blurb:
The sweet American named Cora insists she only wants one night in my bed, but I intend to claim her as my wife. I'm the powerful bastard prince of Ismallia, and I always get my way.





Excerpt:
“Spread wider,” he commanded.
With a nod, she acquiesced, inching her legs further apart. Her face was still flushed an adorable shade of pink.
Her sex was swollen and glistening, and he swiped two fingers up and down her slit, drawing her moisture out and over her plump nether lips. A shudder ran through her entire body and she clutched at the covers. The cutest little whimpers escaped her throat.
Her clit peeked out from her womanly folds, and he splayed her apart to better expose it. Then he lowered his mouth to lap at her exquisite nectar.
Christ Almighty. She tasted divine.
He moved his fingers to her core and pushed inside. At the same time, he traced his tongue lightly around her swollen nubbin, delighting in her tiny quivers and needy moans.
He pumped his digits in and out of her tightness, driving deep and increasing his speed with each thrust. Swirling his tongue directly over her clit, he created a steady circular motion that made her cry out and writhe beneath him.
Withdrawing his tongue for a moment, he said, “Come for me, Cora. Fucking come now.”
He resumed licking her clit and drove harder and faster into her center, until the sounds of wet thrusts filled the room. She tossed her head from side to side and clutched the covers tighter.
“Akeen, I—Oh God, Akeen!” She came apart, moaning loudly as she gyrated against his mouth. The walls of her pussy tightened around his thrusting fingers, her orgasm taking her under until, at last, she remained still and panting in the aftermath of her pleasure.
“Good girl,” he said, slowly removing his digits from her center. He sat back and stared at her, smiling at her when she met his eyes with a look of immense satisfaction. Watching her come—making her come—had been gratifying for him as well. But hearing her cry his name in the throes of her release, that had made his cock ache all the more.
He’d tasted her. He’d made her come.
Now it was time to fuck her.

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