Total pages in book: 26
Estimated words: 24103 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 121(@200wpm)___ 96(@250wpm)___ 80(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 24103 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 121(@200wpm)___ 96(@250wpm)___ 80(@300wpm)
“It only hurts at first,” he crooned before pressing another kiss to my back. “I’ll go slow, sweetheart.”
I mewled, unable to move.
“But I can’t!” I panted. “It’s too much! You’re too big and oh, there are two!”
After all, the rumors about the double cocks are all true. It was no old wives’ tale. But the giggling and speculation we indulged in didn’t even come close to the real thing because reality was ten times better. Haakon’s got two massive shafts, each one about nine inches long and thick and girthy too. They drip pre-come like leaky faucets, and pulse wildly when he spurts, filling me with gallons of royal come. Plus, he knows how to use his shafts, and with both of them buried in my body, I could only twist and moan beneath his massive weight.
Haakon growled encouragement, reaching one hand below me to stroke my clit as I quivered and panted.
“How does it feel to lose your virginity in both holes at once, pretty girl?” he whispered in my ear. “Pretty fucking good, right?”
I couldn’t answer because my mind wasn’t working. All I could focus on was the incredible stretch in my pussy and ass as my innocence was ripped away by a man with two dicks. He grunted, his cocks jerking in me as I tensed a bit, and began to work my clit with his fingers once more while pressing soothing kisses to my neck.
“You feel amazing, sweetheart,” he moaned in my ear. “So tight and wet, baby. Fucking incredible. A worthy sacrifice.”
I could only groan again before pressing my face into the mattress.
“Oooh,” was my melodious cry. “Unnnnh.”
My handsome prince merely chuckled behind me before straightening to spit onto my asshole. He watched with satisfaction as the warm saliva dripped around my violently-stretched anus, the rim sensitive and raw with his massive cock buried inside.
“It’ll feel good, honey,” he crooned. “Just give it a little time.”
Then, my prince began fucking me. I want to say that he was gentle and kind, and the experience was like sailing out on a smooth sea, except that would be a lie. Haakon is an animal, and I was taking his double cocks deep in all of my orifices last night. He sodomized me, used my pussy, tossed me around so that I sampled both of his cocks in each hole, and then plugged my mouth with both shafts stuffed inside, so tight and hard that there were tears streaming down my cheeks.
“You look so beautiful like this,” he rasped, staring down at me with bright blue eyes while gently pushing damp curls off my forehead. “You look completely fucked out, and that’s how I like my women.”
Of course, I was utterly used by morning. I’d been taking cock in my asshole, pussy, and mouth non-stop for hours by then, and as a former virgin, it wasn’t easy. The brutality was difficult to handle, and yet I loved it, and only wanted to please my prince because he made me feel things that I’d only read about in books. He made my body quiver, and my eyes see stars. I passed out more than once, only to revive with his mouth on my clit and his fingers in my asshole. Then, he’d bring me to climax again, the sheets sweaty and our mutual cries of pleasure filling the bedroom chamber. I limped away the next morning, still damp and flushed from his take-no-prisoners treatment of my curves.
But now, I’m home and hopefully, looking normal as I sit at the breakfast table with my parents.
“Are you ready for work today?” my mom asks with a beaming smile while placing fluffy pancakes before me.
“Yes,” I nod, hoping that I appear presentable. Of course, I hopped into the shower as soon as I got home in the wee hours, washing the tang of sweat and sex off my skin. Yet I can still feel Haakon inside me, and shift uncomfortably in the kitchen chair. My pussy aches and my asshole feels raw and ravaged, but in a good way. I wonder if I’ll ever see Haakon again? Then my face falls because the answer is probably not. Our Crown Prince likes virgins, and I’m certainly not a virgin anymore.
Fortunately, my parents don’t seem to notice my change in mood.
“Well, don’t work too hard today,” my mom enjoins while sharing a smile with my dad. “Because Daddy and I have something planned for you this evening.”
I blink, unable to compute. My mind just isn’t working this morning, and the reasons are obvious.
“I’m sorry, what?”
Gerald harrumphs while shaking out his newspaper.
“You’re going on a date tonight, Matilda,” he says. “With a family friend’s son.”
I stare at them. A date with some random boy is the last thing I want right now.
“I’m sorry?” I repeat again, still unable to function. “With whom?”