Page 68 of Heartless Prince

A desperate mewl spilled from my lips. Elias silenced me seconds later, pressing his lips to mine in another bruising kiss.

My breath hitched in my chest as he plunged inside me all of a sudden, and when his mouth left mine, I cried out, a sound of pure pain tearing through the air. He felt huge inside my inexperienced body as he invaded and conquered my virgin pussy, but I begged him to keep going despite the aching in every nerve end. I wanted the pain, wanted to feel every little bit of it as it mixed with the wanton need in my core.

Elias thrust all the way home, pressing past a barrier inside me. “Oh!” I squealed, then gritted my teeth. Seconds later, I felt myself open up to him like the petals of a rose. An intensely pleasurable pressure built slowly in my core.

I couldn’t believe I once wanted to simply ‘get it over with’ when it came to sex. It was probably because I used to hear horror stories from my high school and college friends all the time. Awful bleeding. Premature ejaculation. Jack-hammering guys. Even boredom. But this was something else entirely, and I finally understood why so many other people raved about sex. Why they would do anything for it. Die for it.

Now that I knew, there was no going back. I wanted and needed this with Elias again and again, that thrilling, blissful, intimate place only the two of us could get to together. I wanted to give him all of me. Here, tonight. Just us. I knew we were surrounded by people, but they’d all fallen away, lost in some nebulous haze, and all I saw was him.

I moaned, and he grunted and quickened his movements, sinking into me like an anchor. He fucked me like a beast, hands roughly groping at me as he drove himself deeper and deeper. I cried out over and over as he claimed his property, wanting him to go harder and faster, wanting him to stretch me beyond my limits.

His groin rubbed against my swollen clit as he slammed in and out of me, and I let out whimper after whimper. My body was hot and wet everywhere, my muscles tight, my pussy clenching around the cock inside me as it built me up to a violent climax. I was close already. So close.

“You won’t come until I tell you,” Elias growled. “Got it, Doll?”

“Yes,” I said, squeezing my eyes tightly shut, trying to blank out the pleasure so I could follow his command. But it didn’t work. It felt too good. I was getting closer and closer, so close it hurt. “Oh, no… please, Master. I can’t hold on. Let me come!”

“You. Will. Obey. Me,” he grunted, punctuating each word with a thrust. “Don’t you dare come until I tell you.”

I held on, every muscle clenched tightly, my whole body a ticking time bomb. Finally, Elias gave me permission to let go, his words hot and heavy in my ear. “Come on my cock, little slut. Now.”

One more hard thrust was all it took, and then it was on me, pleasure pouring through me, making me shiver with bliss. I gasped and whimpered ‘thank you, Master’ over and over again, so grateful for his cock. So grateful that he allowed me to have an orgasm.

My pussy pulsed around his cock in tight waves as I came, and he grunted as he came too, fingers roughly digging into my shoulders. I would be covered in bruises tomorrow, but I didn’t care.

“You’re mine now,” Elias muttered in my ear, his body still heavy on mine. “All mine. Forever.”

“Yes,” I said breathlessly. I was floating away on a cloud of bliss, desperate to say or do anything for just a few more minutes with this man.

“Say it, Doll. Promise me.”

I took in a deep breath and stared up into his blazing eyes. “I promise, Master. I’m yours. All yours…”

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