Page 39 of His Stolen Princess

“You bastard.” I dig my nails into his back. He smiles and keeps on thrusting in and out of me.

“I want to be on top.”

In one quick move, he flips me. I gasp, my hands coming down on his chest as his cock sinks deeper inside of me. “I’m going to murder you.” I smack him.

“After, Lioness. Murder me after.” He grips my hips. I let my legs spread wide as I start to ride him. He guides me with his hands. I begin to move up and down on him, faster and faster, taking over control.

He cups my breast as his other hand slides between my thighs, his thumb finding my clit.

“Cato.” I gasp out his name. My breathing is choppy as the pleasure pushes down on me. I dig my nails into him as he growls out my name with so much desire it sparks my orgasm.

I cry out his name, my sex clenching around him as I feel his warm release spill deep inside me. I let out a breath to stare down at the man I love. He brushes his thumb against my cheek. I turn my head and kiss his palm.

“Thank you for fighting for me.”

“Kidnapping you, you mean?”

I try to hold my laugh back but fail. “That, too.”

“I will always fight for you. I would lay down my life for you, lioness.”

I relax on his chest as his hands roam along my back.

“Oh. Your side.” I try to move but get nowhere. “Cato.” I turn my head and bite his nipple.

“Fuck.” he laughs. “My lioness bites.”

“We better not have made your wound worse.”

“I promise that nothing could hurt me more than my cock leaving your pussy right now. That would be more painful than anything I could imagine.”

I roll my eyes but don’t move. All my life, all I ever did was run. Now I want nothing more than to stay here forever with the man who always saves me and never stops loving me.

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