Page 11 of Made for Reign

She holds my gaze, her arms wrapped around my neck, her legs tight around my waist. I push forward slowly, groaning as the head of my cock breaches her entrance. She’s tight—so fucking tight it’s unreal—and for a moment, I wonder if I should stop, if this is too much.

But then she moans. “More,” she pants. “Please, more.”

I press forward, inch by inch, until I’m fully seated inside her. We both freeze, adjusting to the sensation. She’s so tight around me, so hot and wet, it takes everything in me not to come right then and there.

“Fuck, you feel amazing,” I groan, my forehead resting against hers. “So perfect. So tight.”

“Move.” Her fingers dig into my shoulders. “Please, Reign, move.”

I don’t need to be told twice.

I pull back almost completely before slamming back in, setting a punishing pace that has her crying out with each thrust. The sound of skin slapping against skin fills the room, mixed with our harsh breathing and her increasingly loud moans.

“That’s it, sweetheart. Take it. Take all of me.”

She’s meeting each of my thrusts, her body arching into mine. I can feel her tightening around me again, her second orgasm building. My own release is climbing, pressure building at the base of my spine, but I refuse to come before she does.

“Come for me again, Elizabeth,” I demand, shifting the angle of my hips to hit that spot inside her that makes her gasp. “I need to feel you come on my cock.”

Her eyes fly open and lock with mine as she shatters.

Her pussy clenches around me in rhythmic pulses, milking my cock, pulling my own orgasm from me. I thrust into her hard one last time. Then I bury myself to the hilt as I come with a roar.

Time seems to stop as we cling to each other. I can feel her heart pounding against my chest, her breath hot against my neck. Slowly, reality returns. The sound of the air conditioning, the distant traffic outside, the ticking of a clock somewhere in the room.

I carefully lower her legs to the ground but keep her pinned against the wall, not trusting her to stand on her own just yet.Hell, I’m not sure I can stand without support either. That was... Intense doesn’t begin to cover it.

“Wow,” she whispers, echoing my thoughts.

I laugh, the sound rusty in my throat. “Yeah, Princess. Wow.”

I brush a strand of hair from her face, tucking it behind her ear. Her cheeks are flushed, her lips swollen from my kisses, her eyes bright. She’s never looked more beautiful.

“Let’s do it again,” I tell her, already feeling myself hardening inside her. “This time in the bed. I want to take my time with you.”

THREE

AUDREY

Reign liftsme like I weigh nothing, carrying me across the room with arms that feel like steel. My legs are still shaking from what just happened against the wall, but already I want more.

I want everything this mountain man can give me.

The bed is enormous, covered in crisp white sheets that look expensive. He sets me down gently, his hands lingering on my waist as I find my footing. The contrast between his careful tenderness and the raw hunger in his eyes makes my stomach flip.

Part of me knows I should feel guilty. Tomorrow, I’m flying back to Cooper Heights. Tomorrow, I’m officially getting engaged to Gio. Tomorrow, my life as I know it ends. But right now, with Reign’s hands on me and his eyes drinking me in like I’m the most precious thing he’s ever seen, I can’t bring myself to care about tomorrow.

“Lie back,” he commands softly. “I want to taste you.”

I do as he says, and he spreads my legs, lowering himself between my thighs. The first touch of his tongue makes me cry out, my back arching off the bed.

“Fuck, you taste incredible,” he groans against me. “So sweet.”

He works me with his mouth like a man starved, his tongue doing things that make me see stars. When I thread my fingers through his hair and pull, he makes a sound of pure male satisfaction that vibrates through me.

“That’s it, baby,” he murmurs between strokes of his tongue. “Show me what you like. Pull my hair. Use me.”

The words combined with what he’s doing with his mouth push me over the edge embarrassingly fast. I come with a broken cry, my body shaking as waves of pleasure crash over me.

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