Page 81 of Down from the Tower

“Shame. They obviously didn’t get a good taste of you if they so easily let you go.”

She shoots me a bemused look for that one. “Nothing that scary happened to me when I was little. Midas and Dorah treated me like a gift until I grew older and started thinking for myself. The tower felt too much like a prison, and the more adventurous I got the more limiting they became.” She bites her lips, reaching out to run her fingers over my hand. “There’s a lot you don’t know about me, Zarev. I’m not just the trapped princess you stole out of a tower.”

“Stole is a bit severe, Princess.”

Rapunzel stops walking, her hand wrapping around my wrist. For a moment I think she’s seen something until she spins and backs me up to a tree.

My eyes narrow as she steps closer, her body pressing to mine. There’s a spark in her eyes I’ve only seen once before. “You took me to the roof and I could’ve easily died. Then you pulled me over the wall and changed my life. You stole the life I was supposed to lead.” She paused and I opened my mouth to argue but she quieted me with a finger on my lips. “I’m not upset about it.”

Her touch turns rough, shoving my arm to the tree. I raise a brow, watching her try to exert the strength we both know she doesn’t have. But she presses up to her toes, her lips sealing over mine, and I forget to care.

Her kisses are soft, not assertive like her body language, although I like when she takes charge. Her claims are sweeping, and she might be exaggerating her experience.

A smile curves across my lips. I think my mind is starting to break beneath the stress, and I’m going mad for the princess. I could curl her beneath my shadows and keep her forever, wrapped in nothing but me. I grip her waist, and she clings tighter to me. All at once, I grab her and flip us, spinning to slam her back into the trunk of the tree. She grunts in pain but doesn’t stop, her teeth nipping at my lips.

I chuckle against her kisses, gripping the base of her neck in one hand, keeping her face tilted as far back as she can go. She offers a contented sigh, sinking into the bark, and while she’s distracted I flex my hand, letting the shadows rise up around us again.

She gasps as I skirt them beneath the dress, climbing up her thighs. “Zarev,” she says in a sigh.

“What happened to the shy princess who was ashamed of letting her clothes get torn?”

She hesitates, biting her lip. “I don’t fear you anymore. Before I didn’t know if you would decide to kill me. Now I don’t think you could stand it.”

I smirk, dragging the shadows further up her dress. She gasps, the touch close to a caress, and her eyes widen as she stares up at me. “Death is a part of me, princess.”

She sighs contentedly as the shadows continue to explore her skin, caressing her thighs like another hand. Her eyes are wide, gasping as I tease her legs open wider. “W-what about the guards wandering the forest?”

Huffing, I throw out my hand, and the shadows wrap around us, closing in. Her hands dig into my arms even as she moans, and I turn to swallow the sound with a kiss. She pulses against me, clambering to get higher on the tree, and when she stretches her neck I drag my tongue down, nipping at her pulsepoint.

“If they want to interrupt me right now,” I growl, grinding my hips against hers, “They deserve the hell I’ll raise. Nothing will stop me from getting inside you, Princess.”

She moans when the shadows tease along her sweet center, kicking her legs wider as they shove aside the shreds of her clothing to play with her clit. I press a hand over her lips when she moans again, nails scratching red lines down my arms.

“But that doesn’t mean I need them finding us,” I continue, her fingers flying to my cloak. She tears it off, the brown material pooling around us. Next her hands start working at the fastenings of my trousers, and my hands skate down the front of her dress, gripping the neckline.

“Don’t tear it,” she gasps, her hands digging into my pants. “I don’t have a spare.”

Chuckling, I let the shadows tease her thighs again, and her head falls back. “You’ll be fine, Princess.”

Her moan is feral when I snag the fabric, tearing it halfway down her torso. She glares up at me, but her hips prove she isn’t that distressed, still rocking against my touch.

“Finish undressing me,” I tell her, sliding my hand down to pinch her hard nipple. It’s already red and hardened before my mouth finds the peak, and she grabs the back of my head to keep me there as her fingers fight the ties.

I slide to the other breast as she keeps pulling, finally tugging them free when I bite at her other nipple. She cries out, the sound fueling my need, and I grasp her throat to push her back further into the tree.

Pulling back, I smirk at her. “I took it easy on you the last time. Only one cock to play with. Now, let’s see how many holes we can fill.”

Her eyes bulge, legs shaking when I grasp her hip and slide her up the bark. She hisses and arches at the pain in her back, her hips snapping against mine desperately, looking for relief. The princess has an adventurous side I can’t get enough of, and once I’ve pressed her hard against the tree, two shadow hands appear around us.

They touch along her breasts, her eyes widening as she peers down. As they pull and tease at my command, she shivers as I slide my palm down her body, the heat of her core calling to me.

My hands replace the teasing shadows, shoving the skirt up her thighs. She whines at the loss, and I nip at her again. “Patience, Princess. You’ll be whining for a different reason soon enough.”

“Big talk. Back it up,” she hisses, and I can only laugh.

The dress is a little annoying, and if I didn’t need to worry about guards finding us when she screams I’d shred it off. Instead I dig my fingers into her skin, sliding my thumb over to tease along her clit. The shadowy hands continue to tease her, making her pant as her hooded eyes watch me.

Tracing along her pussy lips, I slide a finger into her willing body. She arches, eyes widening, and I lean in closer to her. “Don’t think because my hands are full that I can’t keep using you.”

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