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  “Oh, Seth,” she cried.

  I withdrew more for her benefit, so she could observe how I moved in and out of her pussy with different tempos. That almost undid her. She breathed hard, her hands grappling at the messy sheets as a look of ecstasy rippled over her face. Then her hands moved from the fabric to grab my hips that propelled rapidly toward her, her fingernails digging into my taut ass.

  Her lips parted. She tore her gaze from the sight of our joined flesh and stared at my lust-filled face. Darkness and light rippled together in her whiskey-colored eyes, and I had never seen anything more beautiful than she.

  I was still dazed, stunned, and grateful as I thrust in her, not believing I was actually fucking her after being put off and taunted for so long. All of my past frustration was worth it. This—I plunged deep into her over and over—was way better than any fantasy.

  Even when the incomparable pleasure threatened to shatter my core and reduce me to bits and pieces, lust still seared me. And I wanted more of her.

  I grinded into her and thrust more wildly. I’d once watched the most primordial beast from my home planet savagely mate with his female. I was that beast now on top of Rose.

  Her scent crushed me and bound me in eternal desire.

  My female’s moans grew ferocious and primal with my long thrusts.

  She inserted her knuckles into her mouth, as if she couldn’t bear such pleasure, as if she would die from it, too. I was now worried what a climax would do to us both when it finally erupted.

  I removed her fingers from her mouth and replaced them with mine. She eagerly licked them, sucked them, and bit them. I thrust my fingers in her mouth while my cock thrust in her hot, tight pussy in frenzy.

  “From now on,” I panted, “you can have only one cock—mine.”

  She ignored my statement, but hooked her legs around behind my hips to pull me even closer as I slammed into her to the hilt.

  My insatiable female!

  I stopped thrusting and grinded my hips against her in a clockwise direction, then counterclockwise, my cock twirling and tweaking inside her silky sex.

  Her eyes rolled back. She pulled out my fingers and sobbed with moans.

  “Like being fucked by an angel?” I heard my own husky voice.

  She bit her lip, only releasing it to loose a string of rasped moans.

  “Say you like being fucked,” I demanded, grabbing and squeezing her breast.

  She breathed. “Well.”

  I shoved in her again at blinding speed. “Say it,” I threatened as I pulled out very slowly, “or you’ll get no more of this.”

  “Please don’t,” she cried.

  “Like to be fucked like this?” I delivered three short thrusts mixing with a long one, all of them forceful.

  “Yes!” she said. Tears misted her eyes from the carnal pleasure.

  I slowed down a little. “Is it too much for you?”

  “Always too much and never too much,” she offered. “Just don’t stop!”

  My thrust became erratic. “Not even when you beg me, female,” I growled. “Do you love my cock?”

  “Yes.”

  “Say the whole sentence.”

  “I love your cock. I love to be fucked so hard by your enormous, mighty cock! Oh, Seth. Just fuck me.”

  “Is my cock the biggest you’ve ever seen?” I asked. I didn’t know why I’d asked the stupid question and then felt an intense jealousy crushing into me.

  “How could I know?” she murmured.

  Was she still defying me, even pinned underneath me and being fucked roughly? “No matter,” I announced viciously. “From now on, you can have only my cock and no one else’s!”

  She didn’t respond.

  So I drilled into her almost violently, my dick a blur in and out of her.

  Angels could carry on endlessly with such speed and strength.

  I kept pounding her mercilessly. “Say you’ll have only my cock all of your immortal life.”

  Rose seemed to forget how to breathe but remembered to arch her back to meet my frenzy strokes.

  “You won’t say it?” I asked, extracting my cock slowly.

  She grabbed my ass to prevent me from leaving and hissed. “I dare you!”

  “I dare and I will,” I said, pulling out my shaft to the edge of her entrance, despite her strong grip. I was more powerful. “Just say the whole sentence, eroma. It can’t be that hard.”

  She swallowed. “I’ll have only your cock and no one else’s.”

  She might protest later, saying she was forced to make such a vow in the middle of the heat and under a great threat. But as long as she had said it, I would give her a break. “Good answer, baby,” I said in approval.

  She gasped at another thrust delivered. “Did you always talk so much in bed, Prince?”

  I gave her a feral kiss. “Don’t appreciate my dirty talk?”

  She pulled me back toward her, only wanting more of our hot, hard actions.

  I chuckled. “Hold on.” And I started to rub her swelled clitoris. It shivered.

  Rose threw her head back and begged. “Please. I want all of you now.”

  And I obliged her and thrust deeply into her.

  “Again!” she demanded, and we moved together, faster and faster.

  Her warm, silky tightness clutched the length of my cock. Every inch of me enjoyed the primitive, violent pleasure. My hunger was finally sated.

  Then I felt it—the incoming release. I rasped in shock. I’d bedded countless females, but I had never truly come. Now the prickling feeling in my slit and great pressure under my crown told me that I was about to have the first climax in my long immortal existence.

  The Earth princess was going to make me come, but I wouldn’t allow myself to come before her. My female should go first.

  Must hold back.

  I gritted my teeth, and my body trembled from the painful restraint as I ceased moving on top of her.

  “Don’t you dare stop!” Rose protested viciously. “I’m almost there!”

  “Rose,” I whispered weakly, trying to explain, but Rose—Rose arched her back and thrust up her hips, slamming into me again and again.

  The inner walls of her sex squeezed me hard, her muscles moving and twisting and her depth sucking me in mercilessly.

  My female’s eyes blazed with wild heat. She was the most beautiful, erotic thing I’d ever seen.

  And that undid me.

  No force of the universe could hold me back now, neither could I do it myself. I met her fierce movements with blunt thrusts, and she made approving groans.

  I plunged deeper with long, powerful strokes and rode her body with an angel warrior’s strength, knowing that she could take it. Knowing she wanted it and demanded it.

  Rose moaned like a tigress in frenzied heat. Her sex clenched my cock, convulsing and milking it, and her scream of orgasm tore from the depth of her throat.

  My heart skipped a beat as white light radiated from her skin. The Princess of Mysth carried ancient force.

  That was the second time she had glowed. I was sure now she possessed Earth’s elemental magic, which my lord father coveted more than anything and which I was supposed to harvest.

  The Mysthian prophecy had come to pass.

  Before I could decide how I should react to the shocking discovery, the hatch of the floodgate broke open. Bountiful hot seed pumped out of my shaft and shot deep inside my female’s womb.

  I roared, my black lightning soaring into the sky through the open ceiling. My villa shook as rocks fell from the cliff with thundering sound. The trembling of the mountains lasted for over half a minute before stilling.

  I hadn’t come for an eon, and now I came so hard. So fucking hard!

  After my lightning ceased slashing and the echoes of my roar faded in the mountains, I was still dazed.

  It was surreal that I had come after eons of lacking sperm. Yet all this was happening, and the fey princess writhing beneath me was more r
eal and lovelier than anything.

  She had completed me; only my true mate could make me come.

  My cock grew hard again, and the lust in my veins heated even more after such an unbelievable climax. I had never had sex with the same female twice, but my lust for Rose would never wane. With my mate, there would be no end to my desire.

  Despite that I wanted to pound her again with all I had, I thrust lazily, slowly inside her, to tease and to cherish. The brilliant light had faded from Rose, and I could no longer smell a trace of her magic.

  I’d lost my mind when I’d come, and I still hadn’t picked myself up.

  Reality, fantasy, or dream mattered no more, as long as I got to fuck her and fuck her however I wanted. Gradually my clarity returned. As I peeked into the liquid amber fire in my mate’s eyes, I knew I would never let her go.

  It wasn’t because she was the first female who had aroused me in millennia, and it wasn’t because she was the first and only one who had made me come. For the first time in the long march of time, I didn’t feel the cold, endless void in my soul. The unbearable heaviness had fallen off my wings. Every drop of fresh blood flowed and sang in my veins. I’d never felt so alive. And it wasn’t even because of all of those that I would never let her go.

  My primal male instinct had recognized her. It had known that she was my true mate when I had first scented her, but I hadn’t wanted to believe it. I had feared to acknowledge and accept the only truth for me in the universe.

  I had found my fated mate.

  I’d crossed light years and thousands of worlds, only to find her on Earth.

  That was why I hadn’t wanted any other females. My soul had been searching for the single female that was meant for me, yet I hadn’t known before.

  I hadn’t known all this time what I’d been missing, and that I was looking for a crucial piece. That was why I’d always stared at the horizon of the universe, looking forward to crossing it to the next world. I wasn’t meant to conquer one galaxy after another; I was meant to find my mate.

  It was beyond joy to have finally found her.

  I gazed down at Rose, her lips inviting and her eyes glinting with renewed desire. My female wanted me again and more, despite that I’d just satisfied her, despite that her orgasm had pulled out the great elemental magic in her in the form of the white light.

  But one look at her, I knew that she hadn’t recognized me as who I was to her.

  Lust drove her hard, burning brightly.

  My female hadn’t realized the significance of our union.

  I would show her. I would be patient. She would see it and accept our bond, not only with her body but in her heart.

  A tender ache expanded in my chest.

  I was no longer the heartless High Prince of All Angels.

  My Rose, my destined mate, had given me a heart. While it beat wildly for her, my cold reason of eons called for a concession.

  If you choose her, there will be a price that even you can’t afford to pay, my reason said. You can still walk away. You had the one-fuck.

  I’ll never walk away from my mate! my male instinct snarled. I’m willing to pay any price to keep her at my side.

  Then the Princess of Mysth will be your only and final downfall. Reason sent me the last warning.

  So be it, I said.

  I would not allow anyone, including my lord father, to take away my lamb that was promised to me since I existed.

  “Seth,” Rose demanded.

  I turned and focused on her with tenderness.

  Her primal, hungry look sped the flow of my blood. Before I knew it, she’d rolled me off her. In one swift, feral move, she straddled me.

  My lusty mate lifted her hips, grabbed my cock that was as rigid as granite, and placed its head between her soft petals. Impatiently, she glided down my length, paused for a heartbeat as a moan escaped her lips, and grinded on top of me.

  The Princess of Mysth then rode me like the wickedest, wild thing on Earth.

  PRINCE SETH

  Rose curled up against me in bed, her breathing deep and even.

  After multiple orgasms, she had fallen asleep before she knew it. My princess hadn’t had a solid sleep since she had come to Atlantis but, in this moment with me, she had let down her guard. I wondered if the walls would be back up and keeping me out again the instant she woke up.

  In her sleep, my lamb was so vulnerable and trusting. It hurt me to think that anyone could hurt her and take her away from me.

  A real smile, rare and sweet, tugged up the corners of her pink lips before it vanished. An aching, tender feeling swelled in my chest.

  “Home,” she murmured.

  My female was dreaming of Mysth. She must have missed her kingdom terribly.

  I had heard that the Mysthians spent all the nights of their eternity singing and dancing in their magical realm. I wondered if I was with her in her dream. After our mating, would she include me in her life?

  Another look at her and I thought not. An unexpected pain stabbed me.

  I had once lived to conquer. I had led the mighty angel army to sweep over one galaxy after another. And now I wanted only to have a life with her.

  With her, eternity wouldn’t be a curse. My Rose brought me joy I hadn’t known existed before.

  I would not return to being cold and empty and unfeeling.

  I would do anything to secure my future with her, but the only thing I couldn’t secure was her. If she didn’t want me after this, there was nothing I could do.

  At that thought, pain lanced through me.

  I had fallen for the fey princess. They said that the first fall was the hardest, and this would be my last fall as well.

  So I decided that even if she didn’t want me yet, I would make her want me. Coaxing, blackmail, threats—I’d tried them all. I needed to upgrade my methods. I would show her my tender side, which was new and strange to me, but I could get used to it. I was an immortal and I had all the time in the universe to pursue her. I would make love to her day and night until she couldn’t live without me.

  My cock hardened and wanted to penetrate her sheath again, but I held back. My girl needed her catnap.

  With a sigh, she turned and lay on her back, her sunset auburn hair spilling over the side of her breasts. I brushed her lush hair aside, not wanting it to obscure the spectacular view of her perfect, perky breasts.

  I lay my face on her breast and slept.

  PRINCESS ROSE

  Feathers—warm and glossy—formed a protective circle around me.

  I opened my eyes.

  A ray of sunlight sifted through the space between Seth’s blue feather-tips and perched on my face. The light illuminated his wings, softening the faint shadow over his face where it rested upon my breast.

  In his sleep, he appeared younger and sweeter, and even vulnerable. I had never seen him look like that. I doubted many had ever seen that side of him, that he would allow anyone to see it.

  The High Prince of All Angels had been all about icy marble and hard steel. But when he was with me, the ice melted before the rampaging fire and wild storm. Lust for me had rewritten him.

  I relished how hard he’d come in me. Dark ecstasy had twisted his usually perfect face, turning it feral and beastly, which had made my blood sear with unbridled desire. And I’d ridden him until waves of orgasms—hard and long—dragged us both under.

  Even that hadn’t been enough for him. The angel was ravenous. He’d flipped me around. He’d pounced. He’d fucked me from behind. His every thrust had been blissful and brought more hunger and passion, until I’d been hoarse with pleasure, until I could barely move.

  He had finally taken pity on me and allowed me a nap.

  Who had said that he had never shared a bed with any female? He was sharing with me now and even using my breast as a pillow without asking.

  I lay still and just watched him.

  It was funny how peaceful the formidable prince appeared on my chest. Ye
t I could still sense the hard edge beneath him, which I knew would always be there. It was a part of him. I could look at him like that forever, but I knew that this precious, fleeting moment wouldn’t be repeated in the stream of time.

  He stirred, his glorious golden wing arching firmly above me to shield me from the blinding sunlight and powerful arm tightening on my waist.

  I remained motionless, but my eyes darted left and right to take in the details of the lodge that I hadn’t seen while Seth had thrust in me in an animal-like frenzy.

  The villa was mostly made of stones and glass, with a good collection of books. Some of the paintings on the wall weren’t like those I was used to seeing on Earth. Evidently, the prince had brought them from other planets.

  I should not forget that the High Prince of All Angels was well-travelled conqueror.

  Would he consider me one of his conquests?

  As that shadow dwelled in my mind, I turned to watch a legion of clouds drift by the full window. In the twilight realm, high clouds often lingered amid the ancient trees of the red forest.

  Sunset stayed longer in my realm than any other place on Earth.

  I’d been parted from Mysth for months. Was my beloved silver city the same? Were my people and friends dancing by the stream of emerald when the magic fire lit the enchanted night? Did they miss me? Did they still remember their princess?

  I would be home soon, but Mysth wouldn’t be the same after the war.

  I’d sent a message to North and my generals to have them make ready for war. I’d told them that the King of Angels had changed the wedding date and we had less time to act. War would descend upon us at any time.

  My mission in Atlantis hadn’t been successful. Though I’d located the Forbidden Glory, I couldn’t find a way to neutralize it. All the crises and my near-death incident hadn’t brought out in me the Earth magic which would have given me an offensive advantage.

  I wasn’t the bearer.

  And I had no idea what the Sky Power was; let alone how to chase it.