Page 53 of Cruel Crown

Something was most definitely wrong with me, and I was more than okay with it, but our little power struggle had me turned on. I wanted—no, I needed him like I had never needed him before.

When he saw I wasn’t going to answer, he let go of my hair and pulled me by my underarms, and I immediately wrapped my legs around his waist as his hands came to my ass and he squeezed me. The moment his hardness made contact with the slickness between my legs, I moaned.

Gideon laughed. “I feel the heat of your pussy, how you keep rubbing against my cock. I own you, Petal.” His sardonic voice had me digging my nails into his strong shoulders. He didn’t say more as he walked us back to the bed.

When we were at the edge of the bed, he removed one of his hands from my bottom and took one of my own. “You know what, baby,” he said softly as he stared into my eyes. “You own this.” He glided our joint hands down to the ridge of his pants. “And whether you want it or not, you own this too.”

He pressed the palm of my hand to his chest, and I felt the way his heart beat for me. “I don’t stand for anything anymore, but I’ll stand for you. I don’t have faith in people, but I do have faith in you. If it comes between you getting what you always wanted at the cost of my life, then I will lay my life down for you, Petal, and consider it a life well lived.”

“No,” I urged as soon as he said the last part. I couldn’t even fathom getting my throne at the cost of his head—not anymore. “I don’t want to get to the top by sacrificing your life…” The thumping of his heart sped up even faster. The calling of life and want, all pumping furiously through his body.

I rested my forehead on his, and when it got too much to keep staring into his eyes, I closed them. “Please make me forget everything that was done to me.”

Daphne

The room went silent, and the only noise was of the fire and the flames over a bone.

“I’m going to fuck you so hard, Petal, you won’t be able to walk straight for a week.”

Gideon’s smoky tone was laced with arousal. I took his hand and brought it to the top of my leg and slowly slid it up to my center. The heat of my pussy met our joint hands instantly.

“I need you,” I moaned as he took control and rubbed his thumb against my clit.

“Fuck yeah, you do.” His voice went all husky and his eyes like burning gold.

He threw me on the bed, and my body bounced with the force. He removed his shirt and flung it and then his pants until he was naked.

“I’m going to fuck you so many times until your pussy is raw from my thrusts and you’re soaking in my cum. Your moans will be loud enough to make this castle crumble. I don’t give a fuck who hears you. I want everyone to know you are mine.” He got on the bed and made his way to me. “That this pussy only gets wet for me.”

He grabbed me by my ankles and dragged me toward him.

His hands came to my thighs and slowly caressed them. His hands moved higher and higher at an unbelievably slow speed.

I whimpered when his thumbs touched my apex.

“Do you need me here, Petal?”

I bit my lips and spread my legs as wide as they went. His nose flared, and he let out a low growl. Three fingers entered me without warning, and I threw my head back with a low scream. It felt so good that it hurt.

“Should I make you come like this?” he asked in a cold voice as he thrust back in, and with his index finger, he touched my G-spot.

“Yes,” I begged.

He laughed.

“Or like this,” he said before his mouth was on my pussy and his tongue flicking my clit without mercy.

He was making it difficult to breathe. I felt how tense my whole body was getting, like I was ready to snap at any moment.

He stopped licking me, and I felt his lips give a soft kiss to my clit before he took it in his teeth and bit. He had to hold my belly down because my back arched, and a loud gasp left my mouth.

Slowly he kept adding more pressure, and I felt the buildup between my legs. When he let go, he blew on my pussy before he sat up and smiled at me.

“You’re fucking shaking already,” he said in awe.

He stroked his dick, and I watched him. He brought the tip and rubbed it against my folds and then the head against my clit.

“You want me bad, don’t you, baby?”

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