Total pages in book: 104
Estimated words: 96695 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 483(@200wpm)___ 387(@250wpm)___ 322(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 96695 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 483(@200wpm)___ 387(@250wpm)___ 322(@300wpm)
Everand huffed a small laugh. “Wait till you get me in a bed.”
“Promise?”
“Oh, yes. You may be a feast, my dear Hugo, but this was only the first course. The next time, we are going much slower. I want to linger over you for hours. There’s so much of you I haven’t kissed yet.”
Hugo smiled. The prince was going to kill him, but it sounded like the very best kind of death.
With a grunt, Everand gently pulled free of Hugo’s body. But the absence of his cock meant that some of the cum spilled out of Hugo and down his thighs.
“Oh, dear…that’s an interesting feeling,” Hugo laughed awkwardly.
Everand hummed with approval as he ran his fingers through it, rubbing it into Hugo’s skin. “Just means that you are mine. I’ve left my mark on you.”
“Inside and out.” Hugo stood, wincing at the aches and pains from their athletics. He winced again when he saw the mess he’d made. There was no way in hell he was leaving that for a servant to clean up. He’d never be able to face any of them.
“Come with me. You can get cleaned up in the bathroom while I tidy up out here.”
“Absolutely not!” Hugo gasped. He pulled his arm free of Everand’s grasp and stared at the man. “You’re a prince. Y-you can’t clean up—”
“My lover’s cum?” Everand finished with a broad smirk. “You think I’m going to let someone else touch it? Or even you? Nope. Prince or not, that’s all mine. I worked hard for that orgasm, and no one is taking any of it from me.”
He was insane. That crazed statement fried Hugo’s brain so completely that he allowed Everand to lead him wordlessly into the sparkling tile bathroom with instructions to splash a bit of water on his face and lower half of his body, then fix his hair. Everand would bring his missing clothes.
The world was feeling too strange and confusing, so Hugo did as he was instructed. By the time he finished, Everand had returned and tossed aside a dirty towel before handing over Hugo’s clothes.
“Let me get cleaned up. We’ll return to the ball, but we’ll take the long way so we can get rid of some of this excessive color from our cheeks.”
Hugo leaned in and stole a kiss. “Don’t be surprised if I can’t meet a single person’s eye after this. I seem to have run out of all my bravery.”
“Don’t worry. I’ve got enough cockiness for both of us. We’ll brazen it out and dance a third and final dance. Let my mother think that’s the worst of my offenses for the night.”
Hugo snorted and took his clothes out to the bedroom while Everand freshened up. His mind was spinning, and he was sure his soul had yet to return to his body after that orgasm. He’d had sex with Prince Everand. And this was only the beginning. The plan was for him to spend another night in the palace, and this time he would share a bed with the prince.
No, he’d be sharing a bed with Ev. While he would never forget that Everand was a prince, when they were alone like this, their differences in status melted away. He was simply Ev, the man he loved with all his heart.
As he was pulling on his boots while seated on a bench at the end of the prince’s bed, the glint of something glass caught Hugo’s eye. It looked familiar, but it couldn’t be…
He shoved to his feet and hurried over to the bureau that held an assortment of tie pins, rings, and even a few pocket watches. A mix of things that would be a finishing touch to the prince’s outfit. The one thing that was out of place was a delicately wrought glass rose balanced in a drinking glass. It was the same rose he’d made for the stranger who’d spun the straw into gold. Next to the rose and glass was the silver and jade ring that had belonged to Hugo’s father.
What was Everand doing with these items? Had he demanded that the stranger give them to him after he’d confessed?
Or was he…
“Are you ready to go?” Everand called from the depths of the bathroom.
Hugo jumped away from the bureau and raced to the bench where he’d been sitting moments ago. He smiled as Everand exited the bathroom. “Yes, just finished.” He leaped to his feet and held out his arms. “Do I look presentable?”
“Very presentable. Only I know how thoroughly fucked you are.” Everand closed the distance between them, once again appearing devastatingly handsome in his black suit. He wrapped his arms around Hugo and pulled him in for another kiss. “A couple of hours more, and we’ll escape for the night.”
“Good,” Hugo forced out past his tight throat.