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Prowling from the bed, I tightened the chains until her arms stretched up and out in a wide V. “Actually, I think I’m pretty damn creative.”
Her chest heaved and her hair flicked around and she yanked, yanked, yanked, but she’d find no escape. Not until I decided to let her go.
“You’re evil! This is inhumane! I’m a damn royal princess!”
I smirked, pulling at my loosened tie. “I thought you didn’t swear?”
The woman snarled at me, and my cock got just that little bit harder. Any more erect, and the thick rod would rip right through my pants.
Slipping the tie free with a whisper of silk, I let it coil on the bed beside her hip. “Now, watch that mouth, or I’ll use the tie to gag you.”
Her lips popped into an oval, and she rattled the chains again.
After removing my gun, I dropped the shoulder holster to the floor and then put the weapon on the night table.
Roya stared at the sidearm briefly before returning her eyes to me. She watched me guardedly, her breathing still labored.
Standing right beside her, I toed from my shoes and socks, my fingers straying to the buckle at my waist.
She breathed in one staggered breath while I opened the buttons down the front of my shirt after tugging the tails free.
“What are you doing, Aris?” Her voice sounded a hell of a lot less firm that time.
“Getting naked.”
She gasped.
“But you don’t need to worry.” Leaning over her with the sides of my shirt hanging free, I dragged a lone fingertip down the center of her body, a winding trail between her pebbled breasts and ending just above the triangle of hair I detected beneath the white one-piece. “I meant it when I said I don’t force myself on women.”
“I . . . I don’t believe you.”
I rose away from her, shrugging the shirt from my shoulders. “I guess that’s up to you.”
She could trust me or not. It was probably wise of her not to, but I didn’t condone rape. I didn’t have to. Women tripped over themselves for a chance to get fucked by me.
I laid the shirt aside, whipped my belt free—sending a hiss of sound to the air—and placed the heavy leather length beside her other hip.
She bit into her bottom lip, those obsidian eyes tracking every single one of my movements and sweeping down my heavily muscled chest and abdomen.
My sweet, tempting virgin.
I assumed she’d never seen a naked man before either.
She never blinked as I shucked my pants and the briefs beneath, tossing them to the foot of the bed.
When I regained my height, my heavy dick swung before slapping up to my belly, full balls brushing against my thighs.
I could tell Roya was fighting so hard to keep her eyes from straying any lower than my naked shoulders now.
My cock grew even more painfully rigid, a thick drop of precum squirting from the tip.
Lifting a hand, I decided to see if I could break her self-imposed primness. I traced a path from the tattooed markings on my pecs, stopping to flick at the flat disc of one nipple.
Roya loosened her lip from her teeth, her pout ripening.
Slowly caressing lower and lower, I slipped my fingers along my ridged abs.
Her gaze became unmoored, drifting along with my roaming hand. As she watched me, her legs fell loosely apart, her breath hastening and making her breasts rise and fall more rapidly.
I lightly tugged the thin trail of hair that bisected the sinews of my abdomen, rolling my head on my neck.
Turning her on was making me hot.
A trickle of sweat coasted down my temple, and I rasped my fingers along my groin, drawing Roya’s eyes directly to the girth of my long, fat, leaking cock.
“Ohhh,” she mewled unbidden, her gaze latching onto the length that was so fucking hard for her.
Visibly throbbing, I gathered precum from the tapered glans to spread the shiny liquid down my dick.
I grasped the root of my shaft, and veins bulged as the head pulsed, all glistening purple in need. Letting my cock go, I approached the bed.
The mattress dipped beneath my weight when I climbed up next to her.
Her gaze darted from my groin to my eyes that I was certain smoldered before glinting with a harder light.
She interpreted my fearsome look correctly because she tried scrambling away, pedaling her feet into the bedding.
I was much faster and unshackled. I attacked quickly, flipping her right around to her knees after adding enough slack to the chains.
“Aris! I don’t like this!” Her hair fell in her face, and she tossed it over one shoulder.
I pressed down on her neck until the side of her head rested on a pile of pillows.
“You should be a little scared,” I said, my darkly uttered words a contrast to the light kisses I scattered from the nape of her neck to one shoulder. “Now, stay just like this.”
I heard her swallow. Saw her eyelids flutter. Watched a shudder work across her body.
Then I leaned back and almost fell off the fucking bed when I viewed her in the all-fours position I’d arranged her in.
The white bodysuit was a thong in the back.
Blyad.
A fucking strip of material snugged so deep inside the cheeks of her ass it all but disappeared inside twin plump globes of tantalizing creamy brown skin.
My cock tensed then throbbed, and I thought I might just come from the sight of her.
I’d seen plenty of women in plenty of thongs but oh fucking hell. I’d never expected this of Roya. I wanted to bite that thick, ripe ass until she wore my marks for days on end.
Very slowly, I palmed one healthy cheek, my fingertips gliding deep into the crevice to discover the small string barely hiding her tiny budded star.
“Ahhh!” she wailed out, but she didn’t shrink from the forbidden caress.
