Page 45 of Vexatious Queen

“Why can’t it be both,” I asked, my lips brushing against hers.

Ren didn’t respond, but wrapped her arms around my neck and attack my mouth. That was it, I was done. I stripped the rest of my clothes and growled at Princess, craving the touch of her skin as badly as I needed my next breath.

There was nothing timid about Ren when I grabbed her and pulled us down on the bed. Hands roamed, and her legs locked around my waist as we kissed with a desperation filled with primal desire. My blood was on fire.

“Tell me you want me,” I ordered.

“I want you,” Princess said without hesitation, her nails digging into my shoulders.

“Tell me to fuck you,” I growled in her ear, and her body arched up into mine.

“Fuck me.”

There was no teasing or gentleness in me tonight, but as I pushed into her, she held me tighter.

“Don’t hold back,” Ren whispered, and the tiny bit of control I’d been clinging to snapped.

Every thrust was frantic like we were racing for the finish line, but not wanting it to end.

“Oh, God…Nash.”

Ren bit my shoulder as she screamed, muffling the sound. I didn’t slow as she came. I couldn’t get deep enough, couldn’t get close enough. I was riding a demanding dark wave of desire.

We rolled over so that she was on top. Ren bounced on my cock, and the sight of it disappearing inside of her had my own climax teetering on the edge, but I held back, wanting to enjoy this a little longer.

“Touch yourself, I want to watch you come,” I ordered, and grabbed her hips, forcing her to pick up the pace as she slipped her hand between her thighs. Fuck me…the sight of her rubbing one out while using me was perfection, and I relaxed my focus just enough that I lost control.

“Fuck, Princess,” I growled and pounded into her harder. The only sounds in the room were her sweet moans and our bodies slapping together.

“Nash…oh God…Nash, I’m coming.”

There were no sweeter words to my mind. Ren froze as her body seized and jerked. My fingers dug into her soft skin, and the orgasm plowed into me as hard as I was fucking her.

“Fuck!”

My hips flexed, and it was hard to breathe as I came. The orgasm felt endless, and I never wanted it to stop, even if it killed me.

Utterly spent, I relaxed, and Ren flopped over onto my chest. I wrapped my arms around her, closed my eyes, and let myself enjoy the pounding of our hearts.

Ren lifted her head enough to rest her chin on my chest and stared at me like she was studying me again.

“I don’t know how we got here,” she said, and I smirked, running a strand of her hair through my fingers.

“Funny, I had the same thought earlier. I was sure that you’d cut my dick off before you let it touch you.”

“Trust me, I thought about it,” she teased.

Ren wiggled her hips, and I sucked in a ragged breath.

“You’re still hard,” she said, sounding a bit shocked.

“You’re naked and lying on top of me, of course I’m still hard, Princess.”

The corner of her mouth tilted into a lopsided grin. She repeated the motion, and I groaned as my cock instantly responded.

“That is a very dangerous maneuver.”

“I’m feeling dangerous tonight,” she said, and did it again.