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“Then whatever you want,” I whisper, voice shaking with the weight of it.“You’ve got it.Everything.Always.”

Chapter 42

Royal

My body moves over hers, claiming her the way I’ve been starving to since the night I chained her in my room.The knife stays in my hand, tracing her thigh, her hip, her stomach, slow, worshipful lines that make her arch into me like she can’t breathe without the steel.

“You’re mine,” I say.

“I’m yours,” she whispers back.

My mouth trails from her throat down her sternum, my tongue ring cold against her skin.She shivers violently.I slip my hand lower, tease her clit with steady, punishing control until her hips lift off the mattress in helpless little bursts.

Tonight, I claim her properly.Completely.

I move over her slowly at first, dragging my cock down her, letting her feel the weight, the heat, the hunger.Then harder.Then deeper into the moment, into her wetness, enjoying the filthy little sounds she tries and fails to hold back.

She gasps my name again.My control snaps every time she does.

And when I finally spear my dick into her pussy, her breath breaks like she can’t contain it.Her legs wrap around me like she’s claiming me back.Her nails dig into my back, marking me right over the ink.Her body yields to my cock like it was always meant to.

Fuck me.

I lose myself in her.In the heat of her cunt.It’s slippery embrace.The friction.In the way she whispers my name like it was carved into her bones long before I carved it into her skin.

“You really want that?”I growl against her mouth.“You want me to fill you up?You want me to put my cum in this pussy?”

“Yes,” she whispers, voice shattered.“I want it… a baby.Wantyours.”

Fuck.

My body is trembling.

“You’re playing with fire, Becki…” My voice is barely a voice at all.“You ask a sinner like me to make you a baby and I’m gonna do it.I’m not pulling out.Not ever again.”

Her legs tighten around me, dragging me deeper against her body, breath breaking on a whimper.

“Royal… please…”

I relinquish the final strand of control I ever had.

My hands clamp around her waist, holding her in place while my entire frame locks up.I bury my face in her neck, groaning like an animal as the heat rips through me and into her as I carve, as I slice, my dick deeper and deeper into her soul.

“Take it,” I snarl against her skin as I explode inside her.“Take all of it.Every last drop.This pussy’s mine to fill.”

She whimpers, clinging to me like she’s drowning, her breath shaking as she gets off.

“I want your baby,” she whispers again, soft but deadly certain.“Give me more.”

Jesus Christ.

I’m still shaking when I lift my head, still inside her, still fighting the instinct to keep going until shecan’t walk for days.

I grab her jaw, making her look at me.

“You understand what you just asked for?”I rasp.

Becki swallows hard, eyes shining and wild.“I’m already yours,” she says.“Now I want to make sure the whole damn world knows it.”