Page 18 of Claimed by the Bastard Prince
He shrugged off his shirt while she tugged her dress the rest of the way off. He winked at her and stood to remove his jeans, followed by his boxers.
Fuck, she had to be the sexiest woman alive. One glance at her and he was smitten all over again.
His hard cock jutted out as he approached her, seeking entrance in her sweet little body. He paused only long enough to grab a condom from the bedside table drawer and roll it onto his eager shaft. She gave him a look of approval, rested on her back, and parted her thighs wide, exposing her bare folds to his gaze, her pussy spread wide enough to reveal the glisten of moisture hiding within. She arched her back, causing her breasts to bob slightly. Hell, he was torn between taking her nipples in his mouth—they had tasted like the best fucking candy in the world last time—or surging his throbbing length straight into her pussy.
In the end, he settled on teasing her slit with his cock, while suckling on her breasts. She emitted a series of frustrated little moans and repeatedly lifted her center in an attempt to take him inside her. But teasing her was so much fun, he dragged it out longer than he originally planned, sliding the tip of his manhood inside her hot chasm, only to withdraw soon after.
“Please. Akeen, you are driving me mad.”
“Am I?” he whispered against her nipple.
“Yes, now please, do it already.”
He caught a glimpse of her urgent expression and couldn’t restrain a grin. A heady sense of power flowed through him, knowing she was panting and aching to be filled up with his cock.
“Tell me what you want, Cora,” he said, grazing his teeth on the soft underside of her breast.
She exhaled quickly. “You know very well what I want.”
“Ask for it, my little sunflower. Ask for it and maybe you’ll get exactly what you want.”
She ran her hands over his back, digging her nails into his flesh. “I-I want your cock in me, pounding me. Hard and fast. Please, Akeen. Please.”
He rose from her breasts and gripped her hips, then waited until she met his gaze before he thrust his cock deep inside her tightness, all the way to the hilt in one harsh drive. She gasped and squeezed her eyes shut, grabbing at the covers and parting her thighs wider.
A wave of dizziness swept through Akeen, and he blinked hard to dispel the little black dots that spotted his vision. Cora’s wet warmth was perfection, her taut inner walls clamping down around him as he began pumping in and out of her sweetness.
The scent of her arousal hung in the air, propelling him to pound into her harder and faster, just as she’d pleaded.
“You feel so fucking good.” He tightened his hold on her hips. “You’re mine now. All mine. I’m serious, Cora. I’m never letting you go.”
Chapter 8
Akeen’s declaration of possession burned through her, warming her soul more than it should. She was drawn to him like a moth to a flame, and she imagined returning to America would leave her physically aching with an emptiness only he could cure. But in the end, an entire ocean would loom between them.
This wouldn’t end like a fairytale.
He pounded into her so hard, his balls slapped heavily against her with each thrust. The steady impacts of flesh hitting flesh filled the room, creating an erotic rhythm of sounds when coupled with their rapid breaths and moans. She touched his chest, now gleaming with sweat, and traced the lines of his tribal pattern tattoos. He growled and suddenly withdrew from her center and guided her into a new position.
On her hands and knees, with her bottom lifted high in the air.
Face flaming, she tried to turn back over, but he wouldn’t allow it. He swatted her ass when she made any move to get out of place.
“Akeen, it’s broad daylight in here and—”
“—and you’ll take it from behind like a good girl,” he finished for her, grabbing her hips and sinking into her pussy with one hard drive.
Dark spots momentarily danced in her vision. She blinked and steadied herself on the bed as he pumped in and out of her with vigorous, almost violent, plunges.
She couldn’t move. She could barely breathe. She could only remain on her hands and knees and take every hard thrust he gave her.
Like agood girl.
For a reason she couldn’t fathom, those two little words made her tummy flip, but in a delicious sort of way.
Shame heated her face further when he boldly pulled her bottom cheeks apart. She whimpered into the pillow, unable to stop him from prodding her secret pucker while he continued fucking her. He paused only long enough in his thrusts to steal moisture from between her womanly folds and spread it over her anus, then continued slamming in and out of her pussy with abandon, keeping one finger pressing on her most private hole.
In this position, his balls repeatedly slapped against her throbbing clit, driving her closer and closer to the sweet precipice of ecstasy. Euphoric wave after wave swept over her, and she cried out, riding the pulses of her orgasm while Akeen maintained his rapid pace of fucking her.
