"Your Majesty," Rose started as she got ready to make her request.
"Hmm," Caius replied as Rose broke through his thoughts. He wasn't thinking much—only that he couldn't figure out how he had stayed away for this long and how she didn't weigh much as she lay on his chest. He might even go to sleep in this manner.
Caius kept his eyes closed and his hand moved to her plump rump. He gripped it firmly, enjoying the soft sound it made as his hand made contact. Caius moved her upwards so he could easily access her body—the wet and tight space he had endless thoughts about.
"Your Majesty," Rose called again. She feared the crown prince was not listening, and by the feeling between her legs, he wanted to go again.
