"I don't think I can move."
"Good." He pulls out slowly and I whimper. "Because I'm not done with you yet."
He flips me over.
"On your knees," he says, his hand firm at my lower back.
I push up onto my hands and knees, and he's already there behind me, his hands at my hips, positioning me exactly how he wants me.
"This ass," he says, his palm smoothing over the curve of my backside. "I've been thinking about this ass all day."
"Salvatore—"
He lands a sharp smack on my right cheek and I yelp.
"Quiet," he says. "I didn't ask you to talk."
Another smack, harder this time, and heat floods through me.
He leans over me, his chest against my back, his mouth at my ear. "I'm going to fuck you now. And you're going to take everything I give you. Understood? I am your King, and you are my queen. Never forget that."
"Yes."
"Yes what?"
"Yes, my King."
His hand comes to my throat from behind, tilting my head back. "Good girl."
And then he's pushing inside me again, this angle even deeper, even more intense, and I have to bite my lip to keep from screaming.
"That's it," he growls. "Take it. Take all of me."
He sets a brutal pace, one hand gripping my hip hard enough to bruise, the other at my throat, holding me exactly where he wants me.
"You're mine," he says, each word punctuated with a thrust. "Every. Fucking. Inch. Mine."
"Yes—yes—"
His free hand slides around to find my clit and the sensation is devastating.
"Come for me," he commands. "Now."
I shatter.
The orgasm rips through me so hard my arms give out and I collapse forward onto the blanket, but he doesn't stop, doesn't slow, just follows me down and keeps fucking me into the sand.
"Again," he growls. "Give me another one."
"I can't—"
"You can." His fingers work faster. "Come again, Valentina. I want to feel you fall apart on my cock."
And impossibly, I do.
I come again with a broken cry, my whole body shaking, and he curses and drives into me one last time before he spills inside me with a groan that sounds like it's torn out of him.
We collapse together onto the blanket, breathing hard, covered in sand and sweat and salt.
