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I let out a sobbing moan around the gag, my wild gaze meeting Vince’s. I didn’t know if he saw something in my eyes, but his expression softened. He pulled his fingers free and fumbled with the lube to slick up his cock, then held it upright by the base and dug his fingers into my hip.

“Now.” His voice was ragged, breaths coming faster, and he helped when I repositioned myself, wobbling unsteadily on my trembling knees, my balance off with my arms tied behind my back.

But I managed to line myself up with his waiting cock, my core muscles tense and bulging as I kept myself at the right angle. Vince grunted when I pushed back, the head of his cock slowly tunnelling inside until, in a rush, I sank down a couple of inches and we both groaned.

His hands settled on my quaking thighs and squeezed. The leash was looped around his wrist, and with a grin he gripped it and gave it a teasing tug. “Ride my dick ’til I tell you to stop, your highness.”

A low groan escaped me around the gag. My thigh muscles tensing, I began rocking on and off his cock, taking more of it until I felt his hips against me. Vince hissed in pleasure when I clenched around him, his full length buried deep.

It was strangely erotic to be slightly off balance as I slid up and down his cock in small rocking motions. Like even though I was the one on top of him, controlling the movement and speed, he still had most of the power.

I loved it.

I started moving faster, my breaths leaving me in shallow little spurts around the gag, my lust-glazed eyes locked with Vince’s. My core and thigh muscles started to burn, but I didn’t slow or stop. I wouldn’t. Not unless he told me to.

He chuckled when a trembling moan tore from my throat and my fangs punctured the ball gag, sinking into the rubber. My chest was heaving, sweat was running down my temples, my arms were starting to ache from being restrained and my untouched cock was agonisingly hard and dripping all over Vince’s stomach. But I still didn’t stop, working even harder to bring him pleasure, to make him come. Trying to show him, in this way, how I felt about him, when the words still seemed too terrifying to say out loud.

Vince clicked his tongue in sympathy and smoothed a hand over my tense abs. “Starting to burn, huh?”

I nodded because I didn’t want to lie to him, but I still didn’t stop moving, riding his cock at a fast, frantic pace that made him clench his jaw and groan through his teeth.

In a rush, he sat up and tugged on my leash, sending me toppling toward the mattress with a panicked squawk. Cool hands grasped my hips and manoeuvred me with an edge of feral desperation until I was on my knees, my ass in the air and my cheek pressed to the bed, my hands still restrained at the small of my back.

And the leash still around my neck.

Vince planted a foot on the mattress by my knee and grabbed my ass, kneading restlessly as he pushed his cock back inside. A garbled moan tore from me, and I craned my neck back from the jarring rush of pleasure. I heard him chuckle as he tightened his grip on the leash to keep me in that position, just enough for me to feel it.

“Imagine if all the fae who think you’re gonna be their king one day could see you now,” he said breathlessly, slamming his cock inside me hard and fast, jolting my whole body on the bed as I moaned deliriously. “Gagged, leashed and moaning like a desperate slut with a ghoul dick up your ass.”

My eyes rolled back in my head. I started rocking back onto his cock, doubling the impact of each thrust. Vince grunted, digging his fingers into me harder as his thrusts grew erratic. He leaned down and kissed my spine, then made his way up between my shoulder blades, and my entire body stiffened with almost fearful anticipation.

I cried out around the gag when I felt the soft wetness of his tongue against my wing slit. Vince groaned against me, sending vibrations through my skin and making me shudder with near overwhelming sensitivity. My hips began to jerk, my cock tingling between my legs as it grew even stiffer. My moans grew faster and choppier and more frantic with my breaths, and I curled my fingers into fists where they were restrained at my lower back.

I was only vaguely aware of Vince beginning to shake and grunt with every manic thrust as my entire body seized up with an explosion of pleasure. I squeezed my eyes shut, pressing my hot forehead to the bed, my throat bobbing against the collar from my hoarse, muffled cries.

“F-fuck,” Vince gritted out as I clenched around him in rapid flutters while my cock shot onto the bed. “Jesus, you’re so f-fucking—”

He cut himself off with a strained groan, his cock bucking inside me and his long fingers clawing at my hips as they trembled. I was moaning softly when he finally stopped coming, delivering one last firm thrust with a grunt that made me grin around the gag.

My eyelids felt heavy with satiation as I moaned in relief and relaxed against the bed. I could feel the tremor going through Vince’s body as he carefully pulled free, then hurried to untie my wrists, still catching his breath, before giving them a gentle rub.

He unclipped the gag and reached around to gently tug it from my mouth. Heat crept into my cheeks when I realised how much drool was coating my chin. My fangs tingled, jaw aching a little, so I stretched it side to side as he turned me onto my back and finally unbuckled the collar around my neck.

When he saw the delirious smile stretching my mouth, he huffed in amusement and wiped the spit off my chin with his thumb. “Feel good?”

“Mmm.” I smiled wider and stretched out my limbs, sure that if I closed my eyes, I’d be asleep in moments, even though it was still the middle of the day.

Vince smoothed a hand over my chest as he leaned down and kissed me, nestling himself between my splayed thighs. I sighed into his mouth, wrapping my arms around him and burying my face in his neck when the kiss eventually ended.

“You okay?” he murmured, smoothing a hand over my messy hair.

I smiled into his neck and nodded.

Against all the odds—being back here, knowing I had to face my mother in mere hours, almost being forced into a marriage I didn’t want—I was okay.

Because of him.

Chapter Forty-Six