Elene couldn't steady her breathing. Not in her wildest dreams had she imagined herself in such a situation, willing to yield to a man to this extent.
In bed only,?Bia whispered in her mind, retreating.
Forrest approached her, his hand swiftly finding her chin and tilting it upwards so that her gaze met his face rather than his body. "My eyes are up here, Princess," he said. "And I want your attention on me, on what I do to you, at all times. Do you think you can do that?"
"Yes," Elene nodded and found his thumb tracing her lips, parting them. Without thinking twice, she sucked it in, eyes locked with her General just as he asked of her.
"Bratty little Princess," he let out a low grunt, his manhood twitching painfully.
"Just one question, General," she cooed as she let go of him. "How
