Rose's breath caught in her throat as her body trembled with each thrust. Her fingers clawed at the crown prince's back through his clothes, desperate for grounding, her lips parted in a cry that resounded in the room.
Their rhythm faltered only slightly when she moaned again, her body tightening up as another climax crept up too soon. Her thoughts frayed at the edges, unable to focus on anything but the molten fire winding in her gut.
"Your Majesty—" she choked, breathless, a plea without words.
He silenced her with a kiss, lips rough and hot against hers, swallowing her sounds completely. Rose closed her eyes as they kissed, pressing against him as she grabbed the back of his head.
Caius moved her hips at a steady rhythm. Rose felt numb from her knees down while the rest of her body was on fire. Her nightdress was hanging on for dear life, and Rose knew if she moved a little, it would all fall off her.
