Total pages in book: 29
Estimated words: 27560 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 138(@200wpm)___ 110(@250wpm)___ 92(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 27560 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 138(@200wpm)___ 110(@250wpm)___ 92(@300wpm)
Tears are streaming from my eyes as I throw my arms around his shoulders. I press kisses to his neck as I tell him how much I love him and how happy he makes me.
“I will challenge the monarchy if you marry this…this…commoner!” Nico spits out the word, like it’s something foul and dirty.
But Rafe is unfazed. He cups my face and looks at me with such tenderness in his gaze. “I don’t know if they’ll honor our commitment. But I promise I will.”
“You can’t marry her! She’s—”
Before Nico can finish the insult, Rafe turns and lands a solid punch to his jaw. He glares at my smarmy cousin. “This woman is not just your future queen, she’s my future wife. And no one talks disrespectfully about her or to her.”
Nico falls to the floor clutching his chin and whimpering. One of his bodyguards tries to approach Rafe, but all my mountain man has to do is send him a menacing look. The other man quickly backs down.
“Everyone out!” Rafe roars. The men that came with him glance around before they leave. Nico and his bodyguard scurry from the room with my cousin muttering threats under his breath the entire time.
He takes the flowers from me, carefully setting them on a nearby table before he stalks back toward me, something feral in his expression.
“I told you what would happen if you ran from me, princess,” Rafe growls as he flips up my skirt and exposes my panties. Moisture gushes between my legs. That same look that was there at the lake is back. His eyes glitter with something dark. He needs to possess me, to make me his in every way.
He runs his nose along the column of my throat, inhaling my scent. “Do you remember what I said?”
I shiver as he slips a hand under my shirt and into my bra. He palms my breast with one hand. “I can’t recall it.”
It’s a lie, and we both know it. Those words are tattooed on my brain.
“Liar.” He tweaks my nipple. Hard. “Say it. Tell me what happens to you now.”
I gasp, loving this side of him. I had no idea that Rafe could be so demanding. “You said you would hunt me down and ram into my tight little pussy.”
“That’s right.” He yanks down my panties with his other hand, exposing my needy pussy to the cool air. I’m so slick between my thighs that it should be embarrassing. But the way Rafe came in here and took control of the room and more importantly, my body has only made him hotter.
He crams his fingers into my tight hole and curses. “You need this, don’t you, sweetheart?”
All I can do is whimper my agreement as my hips buck. My body is trying desperately to ride his hand. My body knows exactly who gives me pleasure.
“So much cream.” He pulls away his glistening fingers and shoves them at my lips. “Taste it.”
I wrap my lips around his blunt digit and suck, hollowing my cheeks. I swirl my tongue around his finger and imagine it’s his cock instead. I imagine he’s pushing the broad head inside of me, that he’s whispering filthy things to me as he touches the back of my throat.
He swears and pulls his finger away, making a wet popping noise. He yanks his cock from his pants and pumps it twice. “I’ll put you on your knees next time. You’ll be a good little cocksucker, won’t you?”
I whimper my agreement and writhe against his body, my release so close. “Please, Rafe…”
He doesn’t go slow and sweet like he was in the tent. No, my mountain man rams into my tight channel in one forceful stroke. My body tightens at the invasion but he slips a hand between us, petting my clit. “Take it deep. There you go. Such a good girl for me.”
His words have me preening even as he hammers into me. I love the way he’s playing me so skillfully, demanding my pleasure.
“Put your legs around my hips.” He grunts. “Gonna work your little pussy until you remember who owns it.”
“You do!” I cry out as I work my legs up the way he wants. Not only is he so deep that I feel every pulse of his thick cock, but now I’m trapped between his big body and the wall. I can only take what he gives me, only accept the pleasure that he’s forcing onto me.
When he reaches for my clit again, I detonate on the spot. The orgasm is so intense that only when it’s over and my throat is sore do I realize I was screaming. Everyone in this part of the castle just heard me scream his name. Even Violet. The thought makes my cheeks heat.
“Everyone knows,” I whisper to him.