Page 39 of Claiming Charlotte

“Fuck, please forgive me for what I’m about to do, Princess,” I moaned threading my fingers through her hair, gripping her ponytail tight.

With a groan, I pushed my cock into her mouth until it hit the back of her throat. She relaxed, gagging slightly as it slid further down, sucking me in like she was starving for it.

Using my hand to hold her head in place, I fucked her face hard until it was red, and my balls rested against her chin

“Hollow out your cheeks for me,” I commanded, holding her head in place. “I know you can take all of it, Lottie.”

Her eyes watered, and she moaned around me as saliva collected and spilled out of her mouth and down her chest. The sight of her taking me so well had me feral.

“Just like that.”

She hummed around my dick as her tongue flicked out along my shaft and I pulled her back, looking her in the eyes, with a need I didn’t know I had.

“Fuck, Princess. I’ve missed this. You look so pretty right now, taking me so well.”

I drove into her and held her there until her throat pulsed around me and she tapped my thigh.

“We both know you can be louder; I want to hear you gag around me.”

I waited for her to catch a breath and nod before I slid back into her mouth. Her hands clutched the back of my thighs and pulled me deeper, her throat bulging as I pushed in and slid out of her mouth rhythmically.

Her body was shaking with pleasure, and I wanted to come so I could please her, too.

“Don’t move, I’m close.” Her hot wet mouth drove me over the edge.

With a groan, I gave one final thrust into her mouth and released myself, shooting hot ropes of cum down her throat.

My sensitivity was heightened, but she didn’t stop.

“Keep going, fuck…take it all.” I whimpered.

She kept moving her lips around me until I was completely drained. My hands shook at the overstimulation I was feeling, but I chalked it up to how arousing it was when she took control; even if it wasn’t often.. As I fell from her mouth, my primal urges overcame me, and I wanted her now.

I kicked my pants off the rest of the way and picked her up, walking toward the cabin.

“I’ll give you what you want as long as my request from earlier doesn’t go ignored,” I growled, kicking the door shut behind me.

Charlotte

He stared me straight in the eyes as we neared the bedroom, the primal look in his eye sending shivers down my spine.

“Are you sure?” he asked, pushing through his sexual urges.

“Please, I need you,” I breathed, grinding against him and running my nails down his back. “Show me how much you love me.”

He shoved me back until I was pressed against the door, my legs remaining locked around his waist. The sudden jolt rattled me, though it didn’t hurt. He held me there with his body pressed against mine. We were sweaty and covered in paint, but I didn't care. I wanted his fear to drive him right into the bedroom, and hoped he wouldn’t hold back.

Rowan swallowed, never losing my gaze as he stared me down with darkened eyes.

“I killed Lacey,” he said slowly as a smirk creeped across his face.

I couldn’t breathe.

“What?” I said quietly. I hadn’t known that. I was under the impression that she’d escaped. He nodded.

I didn’t know what to say, so I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him deeply. His body tensed as he kissed me back, and my desire was making my head spin. I could feel his hands on my ass, squeezing me as he held me in place.

My body burned with need and I was aroused at the thought of him doing these things. Maybe I should have been ashamed for it, but I wasn’t. His smile at that moment was less menacing and more closely resembled the man I knew, the one who loved me. He hadn’t killed Lacey and those men for nothing, he had done it for me.

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