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I shook my head.
He shuddered and his cock touched my sex, hot and punishingly hard. Dragging over my soaked opening. He bent and kissed me, his mouth open and his tongue filling me with his taste. Licking, biting, sucking the way he had the first time he’d kissed me at the lodge.
I was still coming, just a little, and I knew he could feel the tremors moving down my stomach.
“I’m going to fuck you, cariad,” he said.
“Please,” I whispered.
“No going back from this,” he said through gritted teeth.
He slid into me and I cried out, shocked by the sensation. For a second, there was a bolt of pain and then I was full, so full that surely he wouldn’t fit. But he just kept going, guiding his cock into me until my legs shook against his sides.
It was too much, he was too much.
My fingernails pierced his ribs as he ran out of room. There was an intense pressure somewhere deep inside, like I needed to give way around him, but I wasn’t able to. It made me want to whimper, to squirm.
That dark possession stole over his eyes as his hips rocked against mine. Keeping me pinned to the floor, our bodies locked.
I had never imagined it would feel like this.
Like being complete. Like that meteorite I’d felt when he kissed me the first time kept burning on and on instead of sputtering out.
His arm slid up and gathered my body against his chest. Then, with a ripple of pain, he dragged himself out and pushed back in. My muscles loosened a little as he began thrusting gently, going even further every stroke.
Until he was seated in me. All the way to the hilt of his cock, to the dark hair on his groin.
“That’s a good girl,” he said against my neck. “Feel the way you take me? All the way until your pussy is full.”
I panted, my lower back arcing. Giving him access to every inch of space.
“You make me fucking lose my mind, cariad.”
The ghost of a smile passed over my mouth. It was a power trip seeing the Welsh King like this, desperate and on the edge of losing control.
“You love having me wrapped around your pretty little finger,” he growled. “Let’s see how you like being wrapped around my cock.”
Yes, please, I was pretty sure I would like that. He shifted, pulling my leg around his waist. His hips shook slightly as he adjusted himself. He was trying to hold back, to be gentle, but I didn’t want that right now.
I wanted all of him.
Inside me, dripping down my thigh like melted hard candy. How much fucking to get to the center of the Welsh Princess?
“Please,” I breathed. “It doesn’t hurt.”
The discomfort had eased. Instead, I was filled with the most intense, sweet pressure that reached deep in my belly. But I could take it. The entrance of my pussy clenched around him as he pulled out and thrust back in, sending butterflies through my stomach.
“How long?” I whispered.
His mouth was on my throat. “What?”
“How long have you wanted this?”
He kept fucking, driving his cock into me with hard strokes, but he didn’t answer for a moment. Then his teeth scored my neck and I gasped, whimpering past my clenched jaw.
“Too long.”
Yes, God, that was what I wanted to hear. His hips worked harder, pounding into me until the room was filled with the wet sounds of our desire. He slowed for a few minutes and his hand came up and gathered my wrist, pinning it back against the rug.
