The king's desire multiplied immediately he tasted her cherry red lips. From the second he had placed her on his bed, everything in him had sought to tear her clothes off and fuck her right there and then. Everything else be damned.

Finally, desire had won.

It was impossible for him to think straight. Her lips parted, granting him easy entrance. He sucked on her lower lip, nibbling the moist skin that sought to drive him mad.

His firm hand reached for her chest, and clasped her right breast.

Flushed, she moaned against his lips.

Rome groaned, pressing his lips against her lower jaw. The sound threatened to drive him...