Page 27 of Vicious Reign

“You’re fucking drenched, baby girl.” He fucks me with his fingers in slow, methodical movements.

It feels amazing, pleasure zipping up and down my spine like a riptide. But I need more. “I want to come with you inside me, Dante. Please. I need more.”

He slowly withdraws his fingers, curving them upward one last time and hitting that secret spot that has stars dancing across my vision. In the next breath, the head of his cock bumps against me as he lines us up. I grow impatient and rock my hips forward, the tip sliding inside.

“Fuck, Maddie.” Dante eases himself inside me inch by inch, slowly sliding in and then out, giving me time to adjust to the size of him. Backlit by the warm light and billowing steam, tattooed and broody, he looks like a fallen angel.

I was right. He feels as big as he looks. I feel full in the best way possible, and when he bottoms out, my arms give out, and I fall back to the bed on a moan. My breath stalls for a moment before it comes rushing in tenfold, ragged and coated in lust.

He increases his pace, hands on my thighs, spreading my thighs open even further. I feel my own desire sliding down between my cheeks, but I’m too far gone to feel anything other than pleasure.

"That’s it, baby girl, soak my cock.”

I rock my hips forward, meeting him thrust for thrust as much as I can with his hands holding me in place, exactly where he wants me. Giving up some of my control only serves to heighten my desire. He increases his speed, and I crack an eyelid open to see the look of passion on his face. His brows are low, his eyes nearly black in intensity. His black hair falls across his forehead, droplets of water splashing on my chest.

“Oh my god. Dante. It’s too—it feels too good.” My voice is low, writhing in lust. It’s a half-assed attempt, and he knows it.

He brushes his thumb over my clit, a soft sweeping motion. “Look how good you’re taking my cock.” I groan, my eyes slamming closed as tingles race up my body. “Fuck, Maddie. You feel perfect squeezing my cock like that.”

He presses his thumb against my clit, and it’s the final straw. The pins-and-needles feeling rushes through my body, exploding every nerve ending. I can’t breathe as the pleasure becomes too much, my body clamping down as I ride the wave of ecstasy.

Dante prolongs my orgasm, working me over until I finally come down. I open my eyes and a second later, he leans over me. “Mine,” he growls out a second before he slams his lips to mine.

His hips thrust twice before he stills inside of me. My heartbeat thunders in my ears, and I feel his groan more than hear it. He smooths my hair off my face as he looks at me. An achingly soft vulnerability shines from his features, and something a lot like love shimmers between us.

“You and I are eternal, baby girl.”

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