Page 67 of Brutal Ice

Violet collapsed against the mattress. Her heart thundered hard in her chest. Over and over and over.

The gown had hiked up to her stomach. Her tight nipples thrust against the silk. And her sex was completely bare to him.

His head rose. Her breath sawed in and out as the pounding drumbeat of her heart seemed to echo in Violet’s ears.

He straightened. Took a step back.

She tensed.

But he just opened the bedside drawer and pulled out a condom. A couple of them. Okay. Violet licked her lower lip. “Ah…” What to say now?

Royal ditched his jeans. His cock shoved toward her. She decided not to worry about talking. She twisted and rolled and leaned forward so that she could curl her lips around his cock.

“Violet.” Guttural.

In a flash, she was on her back. In the middle of the bed. Spread-eagle beneath him. He towered over her. “I’m coming in you.” He ripped open one of the condom packets and rolled the condom on in an easy, fast move.

A breath later, she felt the head of his cock pushing at the entrance to her body.

She looked down, then her stare whipped up. So many shadows and so much darkness. Violet couldn’t see his face clearly, but she felt the intensity of his stare. And something else she felt? The thick, broad tip of his cock as it thrust into her.

She was slick and swollen from her release. He wedged inside, and her inner muscles strained around him. Her breath came in fast, shallow pants.

“Thought you weren’t afraid of me,” he rasped.

“I’m not.”

“You’re tense. Just give me a minute, I’ll get you?—”

She didn’t want a minute. She wanted him. Her hips surged against him, and a quick cry of pain broke from her, but the pain vanished in an instant because he filled her. Oh, he filled her. So completely. Every thick inch of him—and there were lots of inches.

Her eyes squeezed shut.

His fingers slid between their bodies. He rubbed her clit. Slow at first, then faster, harder. The way she’d learned that she very much liked.

But he didn’t thrust. Didn’t withdraw. The thick, hard length of his dick stayed rammed all the way inside of her.

She felt her inner muscles soften around him. Then she deliberately squeezed him.

“Baby…”

Her eyes opened.

“Ready for me now?”

She nodded.

He withdrew. Pulled back. Drove deep. Her breath heaved out. Her legs locked around his hips. When he began thrusting fast, pistoning his hips against her even as his fingers worked their magic on her core, she knew another orgasm was imminent.

“So fucking tight.” He withdrew. Plunged into her again. “Tight and hot and mine.” He slammed into her.

The headboard thudded into the wall.

Her orgasm detonated through her.

“Hell, yes. Hell, yes. Squeeze me, sweetheart. So good. Insane. Fucking heaven.” Then she felt him erupt into her. His big body shuddered. His mouth took hers.

And as the pleasure rolled through every cell of her body, she realized he was right.

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