Total pages in book: 16
Estimated words: 14922 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 75(@200wpm)___ 60(@250wpm)___ 50(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 14922 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 75(@200wpm)___ 60(@250wpm)___ 50(@300wpm)
“Don’t stop. Please. Don’t stop,” she begs.
“I couldn’t stop if I fucking wanted to, Elise. You’re mine now. Thank you for giving yourself to me.” I lean down and kiss her again. Her hands move around my neck, and she clings to me while I let her adjust to my hard, thick cock. Flames lick our skin, it feels so intense, so insanely good that I never want this to end.
When I release her lips, she loosens her hold on me and nods before starting to gyrate her hips when I don’t move. She’s seeking her release. “Stop. I’m in charge.” I grip her hips to still her. She stops. I skim my hand up her torso to her throat and squeeze her. I’ve never been so feral. My depravity knows no bounds. I begin to move again. She moans and I start to fuck her with wild abandon. “Take your king’s cock. Take it, princess. Take what only I can give you, and scream for me.” My hand tightens on her neck as I slam in and out of her. Her little moans spur me on, and I know it won't be long now. Her sweet little cunt squeezes my cock so hard. Each time I pull out her little lips suck me obscenely. Looking down to where we are joined, I see her virgin blood stain on my cock. Every time I withdraw I see her mark on me.
“Oh, God,” she screams. The sound of her screams makes my cock even harder.
“I’m not God, princess. It’s your husband having his way with your little cunt. Ask me to let you come.”
“Oh, fuck,” she whispers. “Please let me come, Frost.”
“You want me to fill your little bitty cunt with my seed?” Where is the coming from? I have no idea.
“Yes. Please. Fill me up.”
“You want me to breed you?” I am a sick man. I can’t help it though. She’s bringing this out in me. Only her. Never has anything felt so amazing, so all consuming.
“Oh my God. Oh my God. Please let me come, Frost. Fill me up with your princely seed and breed me, now!” she cries and starts to meet me thrust for thrust as I speed up. My balls have drawn up and every nerve in my body is firing on all cylinders. I am already ready to blow my load, but she needs to come first. I reach down between us and pull my fingers through her wetness and then rub her hard little clit until she’s screaming incoherent nonsense., like she’s possessed or something. The pride I feel at this is overwhelming. Her little pussy squeezes me harder and harder, and I can’t hold back anymore. I shout her name as I fill her tiny womb with my seed. Getting her pregnant should be the farthest thing from my mind, but it’s all I can think about now. Just the thought has me coming again. Her breath is coming in pants and so is mine as I pull my semi-hard cock out of her and move off of her. Lying down beside her, I drag her to me.
I barely notice the flames flying around the room like little birds.
CHAPTER
NINE
ELISE
I don’t want to open my eyes. I don’t want to wake up and find out everything that has happened in the last few hours was a dream. I cannot get over how beautiful it all was. It was unlike anything I have ever experienced. Everything felt warm and inviting. At one point, I thought we were floating, sailing towards the sun in all of its intensity.
I was afraid to open my eyes. Afraid something would happen to stop the feeling of completion, the sensual roll of his hips when he was inside of me, taking me over and over, filling me with his every soul. I could feel the light surrounding us, wrapping us in this radiance, cocooning us in this palace where nothing else exists.
Our mouths met in a melding of hearts and bodies, seeking one another out for confirmation and glory. I felt all of that, but most of all, every time he whispered how he was never letting me go again, I heard the declaration of love in those words, and I felt hope. Pure hope, like anything, is possible, and I want it again, but what if it was a dream? “How long are you going to keep your eyes closed, princess? It’s okay to open them. It really happened.”
Slowly, I let myself give into the hope, and I was greeted by the most beautiful sight. His love is smiling at me. “Hi,” I say, smiling and leaning up to kiss him. Our tongues do their mating dance; the familiar flame turns back on.
“I will never get enough of you reaching for me, baby.” To show him I will never stop, I wrap my arms around his neck and pull him to me. “Do you need me, princess? Do you need your prince back inside of that pussy?” His words are flints of passion fueling an already lit fire.