Page 8 of The General's Bride

Zahn was aware of his strength and knew he didn’t use all of it, yet her dark eyes welled with tears. Maybe he was rougher with her than he should have been. “I wouldn’t have done it had you behaved, London. I am not a bad man. Things could be pleasurable between us as well. Let me show you.” Zahn removed his hand from her mouth before lowering his head.

He pressed his lips on the back of her graceful neck.

She stiffened momentarily and then renewed her struggles.

“The more you fight, the more you’ll tire yourself out.”

When she continued to fight, he slapped her buttocks again, this time with more power. He’d have her complete obedience before they made it back to Thibius. She stopped moving. A faint smile touched his lips. At least she was a fast learner. He watched her expression to see if she would try and scream again. London remained silent. They would be mates, so what bettertime to acquaint himself with her delectable body than right now?

She was at his complete mercy. On his ship, there was no one to override his commands. He was king. “I warned you, did I not? I told you to be still. If you try to test my authority again, you’ll receive more of the same. Now… where was I?” Zahn brushed his lips across her shoulder blade. Though she didn’t respond, she didn’t flinch away either.

He ran his hands along the delicate curve of her back, reveling in the softness of her pleasing body beneath his fingertips. Her dark skin hue against his pale hand created an erotic contrast. His cock throbbed, trying to break from his robe.

Her flowery scent drifted to his nostrils, making him more aware of her than ever. Each time his palms moved up her back, he brought them down, lower than before until he cupped her rounded cheeks. They were so luscious and firm, somewhat large for a woman of her petite stature, yet it was sexy.

This was the kind of backside meant for riding and fucking and that’s exactly what he intended to do—but not right now. At the moment, he wanted to draw a response from London and prove she wasn’t as indifferent to his touch as she pretended to be.

The kiss they’d shared earlier was not a figment of his imagination. She wanted him too. The longer his hands remained on her, the more she moaned.

Zahn dipped his hands lower, until his fingers grazed the puffy lips of her cunt. She shivered, a soft gasp escaping her lips.

He felt her heat. Zahn smiled. “Ah, so you do like this?” He kneaded her inner thighs careful not to touch her sex again. By the time he was through with her, she’d be so hot for him she wouldn’t be able to think straight.

London whimpered before biting her lower lip and squeezing her eyes shut as if blocking him out. He wanted no barriersbetween them, but for now, just knowing he was capable of turning her on was enough.

When she started to tremble, Zahn could no longer resist touching her where he most desired to. He eased one finger between the damp folds, pushing into her hot channel.

London groaned, straining against his hand.

Zahn chuckled. “You pretend you don’t want this, yet you’re wet for me—and tight.” Though he knew she was supposed to be a virgin, it filled him with possessive pride to have the fact confirmed. London was so snug around his finger she couldn’t be anything but.

She bucked her hips, almost as if she were trying to pull away, but he placed a palm on her back, to still her. “There’s no use pretending, sweet princess. You like what I’m doing to you.” Slipping the digit in and out of her, Zahn carefully watched her reaction.

London’s eyes widened at first in what looked like surprise, then she groaned, making her pleasure apparent. Her fragrant pussy titillated his sense of smell. He had to taste it.

Zahn pulled his now dew-soaked finger from her cunt and brought it to his mouth, licking every drop of her essence from it.

Then he positioned himself between her legs, his mouth level with her succulent pussy. Her wet button peeked out from her moist labia, hot and ready for his lips and tongue. Gently parting her, Zahn buried his face between her legs and captured her clit with his teeth.

“Oh!” she cried out, her body jerking.

He loved her responses, so innocent and passionate at once. She reacted to him as if she’d never experienced such sensations before.

That was a good sign, because from here on out, there’d be no other for her, whether London cared to admit it or not.The tangy, musky flavor of her made his tongue tingle. She was delicious.

Zahn wanted more!

Releasing her clit, he pushed his tongue into her damp hole, thrusting into her.

London wiggled and squirmed, mashing her pussy against his face. She murmured incoherent words, but they went unheeded. He needed her more than he’d ever thought possible.

He captured the drops of her excitement in his mouth. Zahn lifted his head long enough to chuckle at her eagerness. “Patience, Princess. We have plenty of time.”

Lowering his mouth again, he ran his tongue from her clit to the slick entrance of her wet pussy. What had happened in that time since London had run away that made him want her so much?

His cock was so stiff it ached. When he’d touched her, it hadn’t been his intention to experience this burning lust. Zahn had wanted to teach her a lesson, but now, it seemed he was the one who was learning something. He had to stop, but just one more lick, a little suck.

That’s all he needed.

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