I squeeze harder, cutting off more of her blood supply.
“Say it. I’ll make you come so fucking hard,” I pant against her ear, pounding her cunt, savoring the wet, hot heat as it coats my cock. “I’ll give it to you so fucking good.”
“You’re fucking me. Prince. My prince.” The words are a hoarse whisper, but I hear them, and they make me desperate. Unhinged.
“That’s right. I could take anything I wanted from you right now. Every piece of you is mine.”
I momentarily ease some of the pressure on her neck, licking, fondling, touching her everywhere I can. Her tits. Her nipples. Her clit. All the while I slice in and out of her, driving in as deep as her swollen pussy will allow. I surround her, every inch of us touching, kissing, fucking. With each pass inside her, I squeeze tighter, strangling her airway until her hand latches over mine. Then I relax it.
Over and over, I play with her breath. Her blood flow. I control her body. Possess it. And she knows it.
The moment her pussy spasms, I pull out. My wet cock slaps my abs, just as unhappy about it as she is. She whimpers in protest, but I spin her around and take her down to the bed.
“Look at me,” I demand, but she closes her eyes and shakes her head.
Not fucking good enough.
I grip her throat tighter. “Look at me!”
Her eyes snap open, and I thrust back into her, pistoning and rolling my hips so I hit her front wall from the inside. My knees dig into the bed, and my hips pummel as I lean over her. God, she’s so pretty like this. So fucking stunning with her faceall red and her eyes gone and her body filled with me.Onlyme.
Reaching between us, I rub her clit.
“Don’t close them. Keep them on me. I want to see your gorgeous eyes when you come for me. I’m fucking you so good.”
“Yes,” she manages.
“You want more, though, don’t you, my good girl?”
Her eyes cling, her lashes wet, and when she swallows, I feel her muscles working against my hand.
“It’s okay to tell me. I’ve got you.”
More tears form in her eyes, but she silently nods.
“Sweetheart, I’m going to give you my world. Every piece of me. Even the ones I shouldn’t.”
Somehow, I fuck her faster, harder while I take her mouth, but just for a kiss. Just so I can taste her discordant moans and whimpered cries. Her cunt is slick and hot and feels so fucking right. My balls draw up, and pleasure mounts to an unbearable breaking point low in my belly.
But it’s her face that’s pushing me over the edge. Pupils blown, lashes at half-mast, wet hair a total disaster, cheeks flushed bright red, breathing labored, and utter erotic bliss.
“Fuck!” I bellow, only to catch myself and smother my moans against her lips. She shudders and shakes, her orgasm coming on strong, and I release her neck, forcing blood back up into her brain and her breath back into her lungs.
She screams, and I swallow it, grunting and growling as her nails dig into my back, scratching and likely drawing blood. It only surges me higher.
It’s the most intense orgasm of my life, and I collapse on her, holding her here with my weight, never wanting to let her go. Knowing I won’t get the choice.
After all, she’s here for a reason.La mia dolce piccolo vipera.My sweet little viper. But more than that, she’sla mia stella.My star. And that hits harder than anything else.
22
MARCELLA
Goddamn, I’m so fucked. Literally. Figuratively. Whateverly. It’s all there, and it all boils down to one thing. Oneperson, rather. Rowan.
He fucked me again before he snuck back into the palace. The irony of him sneaking out this time instead of me didn’t exactly make me smile. Nor did the aftermath of what happened between us.
The throat. The eye contact. The kissing of my scars. Every encounter with him is more intense than the last, which I didn’t think was possible.
