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She made him feel wanted, important, desirable. All things that he had felt the opposite of for the past few days. Siobhan had left him a hollow shell, but now Princess was filling that hole. No, she was doing more than just filling it. She was changing him, changing his ideas and thoughts about what he was and what he wanted. She may not have been a "real" princess, but he sure was going to make her feel like one. For she was making him feel like a real, handsome knight. In all the stories the knight had some princess or lady that they did things for, won tourneys or what have you, and their passion knew no bounds. That was what he felt right now, with her. Haven didn't want that feeling to go away. He wanted her to be his' and no one else's. His Princess.
The male knew that what was about to happen would be like nothing he had ever felt before. It was hard to comprehend, because he already felt so good, but he knew that what was to come was on a whole other level. As he moved against her and her head rolled back he licked and nibbled her neck, reveling in her taste. Her hips moved up to meet his and a deep growl rumbled in his chest. Yes. Now was the time. Haven slightly repositioned himself and placed one hand on her shoulder. Then, slowly, he pushed himself inside of her and his breath caught in his throat. Feeling himself surrounded in her warmth was indescribable. A long, low moan came from him. Nothing could compare to this. He stayed still for a moment, letting both of their bodies acclimate to this new, intense feeling. He looked down at her with pleasure-clouded eyes and gently licked her chin.
She made him feel wanted, important, desirable. All things that he had felt the opposite of for the past few days. Siobhan had left him a hollow shell, but now Princess was filling that hole. No, she was doing more than just filling it. She was changing him, changing his ideas and thoughts about what he was and what he wanted. She may not have been a "real" princess, but he sure was going to make her feel like one. For she was making him feel like a real, handsome knight. In all the stories the knight had some princess or lady that they did things for, won tourneys or what have you, and their passion knew no bounds. That was what he felt right now, with her. Haven didn't want that feeling to go away. He wanted her to be his' and no one else's. His Princess.
The male knew that what was about to happen would be like nothing he had ever felt before. It was hard to comprehend, because he already felt so good, but he knew that what was to come was on a whole other level. As he moved against her and her head rolled back he licked and nibbled her neck, reveling in her taste. Her hips moved up to meet his and a deep growl rumbled in his chest. Yes. Now was the time. Haven slightly repositioned himself and placed one hand on her shoulder. Then, slowly, he pushed himself inside of her and his breath caught in his throat. Feeling himself surrounded in her warmth was indescribable. A long, low moan came from him. Nothing could compare to this. He stayed still for a moment, letting both of their bodies acclimate to this new, intense feeling. He looked down at her with pleasure-clouded eyes and gently licked her chin.