Chapter 140:
Xander didn't thrust in right away as I'd hoped; instead, he rubbed his scorching, ember-hot manhood up and down against my already drenched, aching core, slow and taunting.
"What's that look for, Princess?" He smirked with that infuriating arrogance, then suddenly drove forward hard, his thighs slapping sharply against my ass.
"If you don't say it, I won't know what you want."
Xavier chuckled lightly, one hand kneading my breast while the other wiped the trail of saliva spilling from the corner of my lips.
"See? I told you, he's a cunning bastard."
Look who's talking—the one grinding his hips to bury his full length down my throat.
How could I possibly speak when my mouth was stuffed so full I could barely breathe?
My hand released Xavier's thick shaft, dropping down to cup the taut orbs beneath.
"Haa…" Xavier gasped. "Too bold of you, Your Highness."
