Page 68 of Princess Avenged

He says it like a joke, but I purposefully tighten, using every bit of my energy to encase his cock like a vise.

“Fuck, Ana. When you do that, I see stars.” He adjusts our position, lifting my torso up off the rock. Then using his legs and hips together, he starts driving into me so hard and deep, I feel like he might drill right through me and into the rock. But I love it. I love how connected we feel, how our individual pleasures have heightened and joined, how his relentless, near brutal thrusts aren’t like punishments, but rewards.

Like wild animals, at home here in the forest, our bodies move together, and I cling to him, wrapping my arms and legs around his much larger and powerful body, as he takes mine with every ounce of his substantial power. Consumed by mind-blowing ecstasy, I’m still seeking more—more and more and more.

“I’m going to come,” Flame yells out so loudly it echoes through the forest.

Then, I feel the hot spray of his seed filling my womb and lubricating his continuing thrusts. My own climax strikes, and I cry out. My mind exits my body as I lose all sense of time and place and reality. The only things that exist on this earth are Flame and his cock and my pleasure.

He slows his thrusts, holding me close as his stiff cock slides unbelievably smoothly now. And I bear witness to how every slight movement, every inch in or out, feels for him too. I see it all in his expression, I can feel it in his body, hear it in the beat of his heart.

“I love you, Flame.” The words erupt without forethought.

He smiles. “I love you too, darling.”

And as he continues to move slowly inside me, I take his face between my hands. “I really need you to hear me.”

“Heard loud and clear.”

His strokes continue—steady, long, deep and languid, and I’ve never felt this close to Flame, this intimate. My heart bursts open, and it draws his inside me too. Because more than ever, I realize that what we told each other tonight is true. Beyond true.

“I love you Flame. And I’ll never hurt you. I’ll never betray you. I’ll never leave you. You’re stuck with me now.”

He grins, then pauses, buried deep inside me. “You could never escape me. I live inside you now.”

“That sounds so good.”

He scoops me up, lifting me off the rock and holding me tightly against his chest, my body still impaled on his cock.

I hook my legs around him as he pumps, as he raises and lowers me over his stiffness, and I look over his shoulder at the shimmering lake water. The lake’s reflecting the moonlight, and the glow mirrors the warmth I feel in my heart.

Something moves in the distance, and I focus on the spot.

I stifle a gasp. Phil’s eyes. From the middle of the lake, he’s watching.

Chapter

Thirty

Ana

“Phil!” My heart soars as Axe leads Phil into the cabin. The sun’s just about to rise, and Flame and I only just returned ourselves. It’s been hours since I caught Phil watching us from the lake.

I step toward him

His eyes fill with alarm, and Crusher plants himself in the room between us.

Looking around the large obstacle that is Crusher, I make eye contact with Phil. “Are you okay?”

He nods. “Swam all night.” He tips his head to the side as if clearing water from his ears.

“Is the demon…”

His eyes narrow. “No change.”

“Speaking of the demon…” Ember steps into the room, Zuben and Blade behind her. “I need to visit The Council of Magic Keepers.”

“Really? Why?” I sometimes forget that, before Ember became a vampire, she was a witch, even though she had no idea of her heritage and is still learning how to wield magic.

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