The Fallen Prince

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Y'all know that there is some sexy times ahead so yay have fun

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Ciaran's POV:

I cannot believe the doctor really said what he did to Rowan and I. Does he not know this man has an obsession with sex, even if we have not done much? I can tell that he is just waiting for dinner to end so he can drag me back to our room, and it is exciting but I am still annoyed that the doctor pointed out that it would help me because I know that Rowan will definitely use that to his advantage.

Damn sex fiend.

"Are you going to eat?" Rowan asks, pushing my plate closer toward me. "Or are you thinking about something else?"

I huff and cut a slice of pork, not responding to his question. I feel his hand on my thigh and then he moves closer to my groin, and I can feel my stupid cock betraying me and hardening.

Traitor.

"Careful, I do not want you to choke," Rowan purrs, making me elbow his arm away from me.

"Gods, let me eat without groping me," I mumble once I have safely swallowed what I was eating without choking.

Rowan hums and moves his hand away from my private area, but he keeps his palm on my thigh. "Uriel and Tyla do not seem to mind the crowd," he mutters, and I look over at our two friends to see them openly kissing and not keeping their hands to themselves.

"Tyla has no shame and is much more confident than I am," I whisper, continuing to eat my dinner. "If you want anything to happen tonight, keep your damn hands to yourself while I eat."

He moves his hands away instantly.

I finish my food as slow as I possibly can, taking my time to eat and making sure to tease Rowan as much as I can. Even though there is nothing attractive about eating pork and vegetables, I can tell that I am successfully teasing Rowan and putting him on edge.

He is staring at me like I am a piece of meat, the predatory look in his eyes making a nice shiver run down my spine.

Tyla and Uriel leave a few minutes before I finish my meal and pick up my empty plate.

I am still sore and my entire body hurts, but it is primarily stiffness. Maybe the tension in my body can be released, like the doctor said... but I will not give it to him easy! Especially not after all of his attempts to tease me tonight.

"Are you ready to go back to our room?" Rowan asks me, and he seems very urgent and excited. "Ciaran?"

I hum in agreement, sliding out of my seat and heading back toward our room. "I am very tired," I say, much to enthusiastic to be serious as we enter the room. "Maybe we should just get ready for bed and fall asleep. It has been a long day."

Rowan purses his lips. "The doctor recommended-"

"But I do not have to follow his orders," I say, pulling off my shirt and pants. "I am much too tired."

"I can tell you are trying to mess with me," Rowan mutters, crossing his arms and acting like a pouty child. "It is not appreciated."

I giggle and take off my underwear. "My poor, poor prince," I tease, sliding under the blankets.

Rowan undresses himself as well and gets under the covers, wrapping his arms around me and pulling us together. He smells like home, a scent that I can only get from him and that never fails to make me feel safe.

I can feel his naked body against mine, and while it is attractive, it is also very sensual and I am able to fully relax in his grip. That is, until I feel him start to rub himself against me and it goes from sensual to blatantly sexual, not that I am complaining.