Page 74 of Emperor of Wrath

Shame and heat flood my face even as an aching need pulses in my core.

“Can’t rape the willing, isn’t that right, princess?”

His big cock rubs back and forth against me.

“Is this where you wanted me to take you first, princess?”

I bite down on my lip as he grabs my ass with his big palms and spreads me a little more. He angles the throbbing, swollen head of his huge dick against my asshole and my eyes widen.

“Did you want me to fuck your ass like a filthy, dirty little cock slut while you were asleep? Although I don’t think you’d stay that way for very long,” he growls.

His hand slides around to my front and cups one of my bare breasts. I whimper when he roughly rolls and pinches my swollen nipple.

“I very much doubt that even drunk you’d sleep through my hungry cock pushing into this tight, hot, needy little hole for the first time.”

There’s always a dark aura around Kenzo. But right now, it’s at a level I’ve never seen before. It’s like a being of pure malice and supernatural malevolence is at my back, rendering me helpless.

“No, princess,” he murmurs, shifting his hips. “Not yet. Tonight, it being our wedding night, it’s only fitting that I claim and ruin another of your greedy little holes.”

His cock slips away from my ass. Suddenly, my eyes are starting from my head as I feel the heavy, swollen shaft slip between my thighs. His fat cock pushes over my slick, velvety lips, parting them around his girth as the crown glides over my sex.

Holy fucking hell.

His fingers mercilessly tease and pinch my nipples until they’re on fire and my breasts feel deliciously bruised by his touch. His hips roll, guiding his fat cock back and forth over my pussy, spreading my wetness all over my thighs and his shaft as I whimper and try to stop from moaning.

“I wanted you awake for this, princess,” he murmurs darkly, letting his head slip between my lips and rest against my opening for a second.

My breath quickens.

“I almost fucked you while you weren’t,” he rasps into my ear. “But this first time, I want you thinking of me when I fuck you.”

The thing is, I was.

When I awoke just now, it was from a vivid dream—the kind that leaves your body tingling with dampness between your thighs.

In the dream, he was already taking me.

Now, he’s really going to.

Kenzo grinds his thick cock back and forth across my lips again and again, the bulging head rubbing over my clit and driving me wild as I grab a fistful of the sheets and squirm against him. He’s just so big all over—his muscles, his height, his shoulder width.

His cock.

I’m not a small woman—I mean, I’m five foot ten. But even I feel dwarfed by his massive size.

His hand slides from my breasts to my throat. Even in the dim light, I spot something that gives me pause for a second.

“You’re…bleeding,” I choke hoarsely.

“It’s not mine.”

He wraps his fingers around my throat.

“Remember this moment, princess,” he growls, centering his swollen head against my opening as my lips spread around him. “Because this is the moment I make you mine.”

Oh FUCK.

My jaw goes slack, my eyes widening in a stunned, gasping flinch as Kenzo’s huge cock begins to sink into me.

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