Page 82 of The Forsaken Heir
He growled, eyes darkening, and to my delight, I felt his cock twitch inside me. I loved having him like this, taking and giving pleasure, letting the passion take over.
He took hold of my chin. “You need to be careful.”
Leaning forward, I touched my nose to his, and gazed into his eyes. “Or what?” I asked, smiling coyly.
Aurelius snarled and stood, picking me up as if I weighed nothing. It happened so fast, I let out a small yelp of surprise that became a moan of pleasure as he bent me over the chair and started thrusting, his cock as hard as steel once again.
Dragons!They’re insatiable.
“Is this what you wanted?” Aurelius grunted, slamming into me again and again.
He stretched me to my limits with each thrust of his hips. My pussy was soaked from our mixed arousal, and he glided in and out of me with almost frictionless grace. Having him within me, grinding against the deepest parts of my body, was like a physical manifestation of what we’d confessed. My heart soared as he took me, giving me everything I wanted and more.
“Yes,” I cried. “Fuck,yes.”
Aurelius bent low and wrapped my hair around his fist. He pulled my head back, and I arched my back as delicious pressure surged along my scalp. He pressed his lips to my ear, and I caught the faintest scent of mint on his breath as he spoke.
“I hope you’re ready. This is going to take a while.”
Already gasping with pleasure, I did my best to catch my breath and speak. “Big promises… Show me.”
Growling, he let go of my hair and grabbed my hips, pulling me back as he thrust forward, impaling me on his massive cock. Sparks of intense pleasure lit in my veins, sending me into a frenzy of need. I bit into the fabric of the chair, stifling another cry. This wasexactlywhat I needed. A few minutes more with Aurelius. A few minutes to experience nothing but ecstasy. All the other shit could be forgotten as long as we were together like this.
He pulled out of me and turned me toward the bed. “Come here.”
My legs were shaking, but I somehow managed to get there. He laid me down, spread my legs, and plunged into me again, filling me until I felt like I’d burst. His fingers dug into the soft flesh of my ass. The heat of his hands on me and the urgency with which he gripped my body made me feel like he had to have me, like I completed him in some way, and that he never wanted to let go of me.
“You feel so fucking good,” he hissed, his voice tight with need.
I couldn’t respond. His incessant movements, unyielding in their sheer power, had me on the verge of another climax. The pressure built inside me like an insistent itch that desperately needed to be scratched, and it was almost too much to bear. When my orgasm finally crashed across me, washing overmy body like an electrical storm, I tried to close my legs, unconsciously squeezing them together. Shivers of heat pulsed through me, surging out from between my legs, up my stomach and across my body. Aurelius grabbed my ankles and held them open as he continued to pound into me.
“No,” he gasped, sweat tracing down his cheeks in rivulets. “You wanted this, and you’re going to get everything you hoped for. Now, look at me with those pretty eyes.”
Doing my best to respond, all that came out was a choked squeal, but I managed to look up at him, almost out of my mind with rapture and ecstasy.
Aurelius released my ankles and palmed my breasts as he slammed his hips forward, then pulled out almost completely before doing it again. My vision went hazy, my breaths ragged, and all I could feel and comprehend was Aurelius.
A cry of release erupted from Aurelius’s throat, and he thrust into me so deeply I saw stars. He bellowed out his orgasm, locking his lips on mine to stifle his cries. We were coated in sweat, and I wrapped my arms around his neck and my legs around his hips, pulling him closer still and holding him inside me.
At last, fully andcompletelyspent, we collapsed onto the bed together.
“Jesus.” I sighed. “If it’s going to be like that every time, I’m going to need to work out more. That was exhausting.”
Aurelius raised his head, his hair slick with sweat and mussed in a way that somehow made him look evenmorehandsome than usual. “You’re the one who asked for it,” he said, tracing his finger along the swell of my breast.
“True. Don’t get the wrong idea—I’m not complaining.”
He dropped a kiss on my cheek and got up. “Let me grab a towel.”
I stretched languidly, enjoying the buzz of alcohol in my system and the tingle of post-coital bliss. It would be so nice to have this man at my side every day, so comforting to feel his strong hands and arms wrap around me and pull me close. But that was only a fantasy. A dream. It would never happen.
When he returned, he handed me the towel and a bottle of water.
“You look a little dehydrated,” he said.
“I wonder why,” I said, taking the bottle and chugging from it.
After drinking and cleaning up, Aurelius turned off the lights and slid under the covers with me.
