Chosen Bride of the Seven Dark Princes

[WARNING: MATURE CONTENT]

There was an unhurried calmness to Dante's kisses this time, as if he knew she was his and he had all the time in the world. With one hand, he held both hers up over her head in a grip that was gentle but firm.

Dante was so strong that even without using a single binding method, she would not be able to use her hands on him at all.

His mouth teased and fluttered over her face and lips in feather soft touches, as if he wanted to delay the moment of gratification.

His tongue darted here and there, tasting in tiny butterfly kisses that both tickled and maddened her. His soft shapely lips poised over hers, moving with deliberate care in a manner that would have been rough and ardent if it hadn't been on extreme slow motion.

As his tongue thrust in between her lips, she quivered uncontrollably. He dipped into her mouth for a few seconds, only to retract and move elsewhere on her face.

He moved on, kissing her earlobes, the corners of her eyes, and the back of her neck with darting, gentle touches that left her crying for more.

This man knew how to tease!

Candi wanted to grab his head and shove her mouth into his just to satisfy herself. She'd kissed him before. She knew he could be rough if he wanted to, but he held both of them back in a pace that was maddeningly, teasingly, deliciously slow.

Dante caressed her body with the same slow steady hands that promised much more that what it delivered at that very moment.

With leisure fingers, he played with the buttons of her shirt and slowly unbuttoned them, one at a slow one.

As the first button came off, he began nuzzling her neck and collarbones, concentrating on the hollow between her clavicles.

His tongue began dancing on her throat as his fingers slowly unbuttoned the second button.

With more exposed skin came more maddeningly slow kisses that covered the area he had just revealed.

Slowly, he covered every inch of her body with kisses, moving from the hollows behind her jawline to the point between her breasts.

Dante spent considerable time there, teasing out each individual nerve ending and licking it until it was tingling with desire.

His hands reached up to cup her breast and he continued his exploration, flicking his tongue back and forth between each pink aureola.

And then with a sigh, he gave in to his need to possess her nipple. As his mouth fixed over the first one, Candi shivered with anticipation.

He did not disappoint.

His wet tongue moved with masterful strokes, flicking and licking her erect nipple, running round and round, her aureola with precision and control, leaving her gasping for more.

The feeling of his lips on her nipple sent a jolt of electricity directly to her womb. Her petals began to engorge as wetness gushed from between her legs.

"Mmmmmmh." She began mewling.

'Does that feel good, Baby Girl?' Dante mentally connected with her, even as his suckling continued.

'Haaaaah…yes!' Purring with delight, Candi's hands began to roam all over his neck and shoulders.

'Because if it feels good, I have one more breast to kiss.' He slowly moved to the other breast and began nuzzling it with his wet tongue.

"Aaaaaaahhhh," she gasped as he gave a single hard suck to her second nipple, and then went back to teasing it gently.

Candi leaned her head back. Her lips parted as she inhaled the woody spicy scent of his body. Her body trembled from the sweet tingly sensations he was causing on her nipple.

From her throat came uncontrollable wanton sounds. She was mewling and gasping and choking, causing Dante to slowly lose control of his deliberate love making.

It was obvious that he was not going slow because he was feeling his way around and not knowing what to do.

It was because he was extending the sensation of each erogenous zone as long as possible, extracting the most delicious thrills from her body.

From the hollow of her throat to the tips of her nipples, his fingers danced and caressed, never stopping anywhere to focus on a single erogenous point.

He touched them all.

Those feather soft touches stoked her desires to the maddening point, until it was all she could do just to hold back from jumping on him and satisfying her carnal desires.

And he had barely taken her shirt off.

'You are so beautiful.' He touched her mind with the merest of whispers.

'I think you are the one who is beautiful.' She smiled and responded mentally to him.

'I love the color of your hair. It's such a brilliant blue that I cannot keep my eyes off it.'

Candi touched his brilliant iridescent blue hair. He had let it grow to the point that it was no longer spiky. It was soft and full, and the color of a blue butterfly's wings.

He turned his bright green eyes at her, gazing with adoring reverence.

'I know you only asked for kisses, but I'm so hungry for you I can't control my body responding to you.'

He took her hand and guided it to the large bulge that was straining to be released from his pants.

'This is what you do to me. I need you so desperately but all you asked for were kisses, so I respected your wishes.'

Candi's hands began to touch him of her own volition. Through the fabric of his pants, she could feel his large hard shaft and his bulging sacs.

His green eyes darkened with the pain of pleasure.

'We could go much further if you wish.' He whispered inside her mind.

'Much further?' Candi looked up at him and gasped as his fingers began to touch her stomach.

He breathed softly. Reaching out, he kissed her eyelids.

'I know I never formally asked you to marry me, but that was because the Avgo Events were so brutal that I did not want to distract you from it.'

He kissed her mouth, even has his words continued inside her mind.

'I had also not been formally named the Crown Prince, which meant I did not have the right to ask you because at that time, Byron's right superseded mine.'

His tongue reclaimed her mouth.

'I'm asking you now. Will you please accept me as your physically, soulfully, and spiritually bonded husband?'

'The Avgo event is still not concluded. If Jenna wins…'

'Even if Jenna wins, I will not marry her.' He broke free from his kisses to look into her eyes.

'I am always a man of my words. Even if Jenna wins, she can never be my wife because I will have changed the rules so that marriage to the Crown Prince is not a given and it must be agreed to by both sides.'

'Since I will never agree to being her husband, it will be a given that I will never marry her.'

'Everything I am and everything I have is all yours if you will just say yes.' He suckled on her lips even as his words came through clear and shining inside her mind.

"Do you love me?" Candi asked with finality.

It was the first words that had been spoken out loud between the two of them since they began kissing.