Page 32 of King’s Promise

The look of surprise on her face is priceless when I unclasp her bra and cup her voluptuous C-cup breasts in my hands.

“Someone might come in…” she frets.

“No one will, and you know that.” I flick my thumb over her nipple and enjoy how it stiffens with my touch. Her chest is visibly moving, her excitement rising. She’s enjoying this as much as me. I roll my warm tongue around the areola before my greedy lips encircle her taut nipple. I suck it until she lets out a soft moan.

I continue to play with her nipple, clamping my teeth around it and giving it a tweak.

“Ouch!” She slaps the side of my head.

I chuckle. “You like that?”

“No!” she exclaims but her body says yes, and she slumps against the wall, weak with desire.

I want to pin her against the wall and fuck her in this cubical. The problem is we’ll both be vocal when we climax, everyone in the shop will hear it; not that I mind, but on second thought, I decide to set a good example for my men standing fifteen feet away.

I reach between her legs to find her moist pussy full of her juices as I slip a finger in her, moving in and out as her body twists under me. She’s no ice princess. I’ll crack her like a twig. One taste of my hard cock in her and she’ll be begging for more. No doubt her knees are having a difficult time holding her as her blood flows to her pulsating pussy. She will be experiencing a head rush from the endorphins. It’s a rush I never grow tired of.

“Mm.” Her moan is music to my ears.

“How much do you want me?” I search her eyes. Our lips are so close, and I go in as if to kiss her but hover instead. I can be such a prick.

She closes her eyelids, purses her lips, and turns her face away from me.

“You will want me.” I slip another finger in her. She’s ripe for a good fuck. She might be a virgin, but her body wants the decadent sex life I will give her. I have no doubt she’ll writhe under me in no time.

“No.” She struggles to get the word out as she desperately wiggles to get away from the pleasure my fingers give her as I hit her G-spot.

“You are trapped, give into it. You are mine. I own you. The sooner you accept the fact, the happier you’ll be.”

“I’ll never be owned by anyone.” Her eyelids fly open, the moment is broken. I withdraw my fingers, licking them while she watches.

“Your pussy is sweet, pure. You won’t be so pure when I’ve taken you.” I move away from her. She covers her bare breasts and refuses to meet my gaze.

“What? No flippant retort? Has my krasotka lost her words?” I chide her in her moment of weakness.

“I’m done with shopping for the day.”

“Fine. I’ll drop you off at the hairdressers. I have some calls to make while you’re there. Get dressed.” I add that last bit to pour salt in her wounds knowing she hates being told what to do.

I return to Pavel and my cock is still engorged.

“I see you didn’t fuck her silly.” He grins mischievously.

“I want her first time to be special. I’m not an animal.”

“Some might disagree,” he muses.

“True, but she is to be my wife, some modicum of decorum is warranted.”

“True.”

Alex helps Anya as she carries arms laden with jeans, sexy bras, and matching panties to the register. I grab a few items of clothing the saleswoman picked out for her, but she didn’t try them on. I like the cocktail dress, and the skimpy bikini; she can wear them on our honeymoon. I also select more dresses she can wear to dinner and ask the woman to find shoes to go with them.

She scurries away, no doubt the commission on this will pay her rent this month. I pay for the items while my men load the SUV. I worry there might not be enough room for all our purchases.

The ride to the salon is without conversation. Anya is swept away by her stylist, Oliver, who was trained at the top salons around the world and has been summoned by famous stars while on tour in London. If one thought a normal day at the salon is expensive, they should see what he charges. Needless to say, he’s lightened my wallet, but I’m told he’s worth every pound.

I make my way outside to return some phone calls while Alex keeps an eye on Anya.

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