Page 49 of Carnival Obsession

Her nails dig into my shoulders as I begin to move, my hands gripping her thighs. I relish the feeling of being enveloped by her heat, by the tight clench of her cunt.

Faster and harder, I drive into her, my eyes glued to where we’re joined. Her breasts heave with each thrust, a flush spreading across her chest.

I reach between us, my thumb finding her clit as I continue to thrust. “Come for me, princess. Let me feel you squeeze my cock.”

Her head falls back, eyes squeezed shut as she teeters on the edge. “Lars!” she cries out, her body convulsing around mine.

I growl, the sensation of her cunt milking my cock pushing me closer to the edge, but I’m not done with her yet.

Withdraw my dick from her soaking cunt, I scoop her up in my arms. She giggles, the sound light and airy against the darkness of our desires.

I position her against the edge of the bed, bending her over. The sight of her ass in the air drives me insane.

With one hand on her hip, I guide my cock to her entrance, sliding back inside with a growl. “God, I love the view from here, princess.”

She pushes back against me, meeting my thrusts as I drive into her, claiming her once more. Her cries fill the room, echoing against the metal walls.

I pivot her toward the wall, pressing her against it. Her hands search for purchase as I enter her from behind, taking what’s mine.

“You’re mine, Alice,” I grunt, pounding into her. “Every inch of that tight cunt belongs to me.”

I let go of my control, letting the darkness consume me as I thrust into her with reckless abandon. Our grunts and moans mingle, creating a symphony of raw, unrestrained desire.

Her body shakes, her walls clenching around me as she comes again. “Lars, I’m—oh god?—”

“Come for me again, princess,” I demand. “Come on my cock.”

She cries out, her body shuddering as I fill her, my release pouring into her.

I lean against her, breathless. “Damn, princess, you’re gonna be the death of me.”

Alice bites her bottom lip. “I don’t think so, I think it’s the other way around.” She glances at me over her shoulder, her brow furrowed. “I can’t believe you’re a drug dealer.”

I sigh, running a hand through my hair and withdrawing from her. “You’re right. I’m involved in drug dealings,” I admit, my voice low. “But it’s not as simple as you might think.”

Alice spins around and opens her mouth to protest, but I squeeze her hands gently, silencing her.

“This carnival isn’t just a traveling show. It’s a front.”

Her brows furrow in confusion, and I take a deep breath before continuing. “Ty runs the whole operation. The carnival allows us to move product from town to town without arousing suspicion.”

Understanding slowly dawns on her face, and she shakes her head in disbelief. “But how...why?”

“Money, power...the usual reasons,” I shrug. “Ty’s been doing this alongside his mentor for years before I joined.”

Alice’s eyes widen. “So you’re not just a mechanic?”

I chuckle. “No, princess, I’m much more than that. Ty trusts me to handle the distributions and make the deals happen.” I pause, studying her reaction. “Until recently, it was just me, Ty, Nash, and Phoenix. We kept it tight and made sure no one else knew about the real business. But now Remy and Colt are in on it too,” I continue. “They know about the drugs, and they get a cut to keep their mouths shut.”

Alice shakes her head. “I can’t believe this. How could you keep something like this from me when I’m going to move with you?”

I cup her cheek, my thumb tracing her jawline. “I wanted to protect you. The less you knew, the safer you’d be.”

She pulls back slightly, her eyes searching mine. “But what does this mean for us?”

Leaning forward, I press my forehead against hers. “It means you’re stuck with me, princess. Whether you like it or not, you’re part of this world now.”

Conflict rages in those stunning green eyes, but there’s a glimmer of acceptance, too, a hint that she’s willing to embrace the darkness that comes with being mine.

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