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A shaky laugh falls from my lips while I stare up at him—this guy, my enemy. Only, has he really ever been my enemy? He helped me when I asked, he’s dealt with my drama and meltdowns, he’s chased me, fed me, and protected me. He’s been there constantly, resolutely when he’s getting nothing out of this but me.
“What are you thinking, Princess?” he asks softly, gently stroking his thumb up and down my cheek.
“All you get is me.”
“All I want is you.”
Leaning back away from his touch, I watch as a flash of what I think might be panic crosses his face. “I’m a mess,” I tell him.
“A hot mess,” he agrees with a smile.
“I’m not going to inherit billions.”
“I am,” he says with a shrug, a small smile playing at his lips.
“I think I’m falling in love with you too.”
“Thank fuck for that,” he cries, scooping me up and throwing me down onto the bed.
Crawling up my body, he hovers over me, dipping his face and finding my lips with his. Frantically, we rip each other’s clothes off, leaving a mess of lips, hands, kisses, and touches. His teeth tug at my nipples as his fingers push into my sex, gliding easily into me. Kissing me, he swallows my gasps as an orgasm immediately sparks to life, making butterflies jump somersaults in my stomach as he pushes me higher and higher, his fingers inside of me, his tongue teasing my pebbled nipples.
Dragging his mouth from my breast, he moves down my body, replacing his fingers with his tongue and fucking me with abandon, licking and sucking at my clit until I’m squirming and panting beneath him. My fingers tangle in his hair, yanking at him, unsure if I want to push him away or pull him closer.
His fingers slide back into me again, and I splinter, crying out his name as my back arches, and my orgasm detonates inside of me.
31
HAWTHORN
With one hand still fisted in my hair and the other gripping the sheets beneath us so tightly her knuckles are white, the sound of my name starts to fade from her lips as her body arches off the bed, the aftershocks of her orgasm ricocheting through her.
She’s fucking beautiful. Totally abandoned, wild and free, and mine, all fucking mine.
I want to make her come again, just so I can watch her lose control, but the need to be buried deep in her, to claim her now that she is truly mine, is so intense it’s almost instinctual. Crawling up her body, I part her thighs wide and slam my cock into her in one long thrust. The heat of her pussy surrounds me, and I’m in heaven or my own personal hell; whichever it is, I’m happy to stay here forever.
Wrapping her legs around my hips, she digs her heels into my back, urging me to move. Pulling back, I slide out, then push back in, groaning at how perfectly my cock fills her.
“Fuck, your pussy is so fucking tight. It’s mine, Princess, all mine. No one else is ever going to know how it feels to be inside you,” I growl into her ear as I slowly fuck her, catching her thighs with my hands and lifting until she’s forced to uncurl her legs from around me.
Lifting her legs up onto my shoulders, my dick slides in a little deeper, and my eyes roll back as sheer bliss consumes me. Her pants and moans fill the air, and the scent of her sweet arousal surrounds us.
“Arms above your head,” I order, somehow hardening even more when she instantly complies.
Wrapping my hand around both of her wrists, I hold her down, my perfectly willing prisoner beneath me. I fuck her hard and deep until she’s screaming with pleasure, orgasming so hard her pussy clenches onto my dick until it hurts.
I wait for her tremors to settle, then pull out and flip her pliant, lax body onto her front. Lifting her hips, I position her on her knees, then push back into her body again. Gripping her hips tightly enough to leave a mark, I slam into her, filling her ass with my thumb and sating myself in her tight cunt as she mewls and gasps beneath me.
A third orgasm overtakes her, and she rocks forward, a hoarse, pained cry falling from her parted lips. Her cunt pulses around my dick, and I lose control, snarling her name as I follow her over the edge, filling her with my seed on a possessive animalistic growl.
“Fuck, Princess,” I rasp, falling onto her and barely catching myself before I crush her beneath my weight.
A muffled, hysterical giggle comes from where her face is buried in the pillow, and I slide out of her, roll to the side, and pull her to me. “You, okay?”
“I think so.” She giggles. “That was…”
“Fucking hot,” I answer, pressing my lips to her damp skin.
“Yes, that,” she says, her voice shaky.
