Page 69 of Born a Queen

"You've made a big mistake." Her words were bitter, spoken from a broken heart.

"Then I have nothing to lose," he said coldly.

Before she could attempt another run on the door, he shoved her backwards onto the bed. She landed on her elbows and bounced on the mattress. She tried to roll away, but he dropped down on top of her, gripping her face and kissing her again, another brutal kiss. She automatically reached up to shove him away, but he slapped her hands. As she was drawn further into the kiss, she groaned and grabbed his head, opening her mouth and kissing him back.

Sensations flooded through her mixing with her anger. Her body screamed for his while her mind screamed at her to run. The combination was heady, driving her to arch her body up against him, smashing her breasts into his chest. He deepened the kiss, his teeth catching her lips, his tongue shoving into the back of her throat, choking her. She gripped the back of his neck to keep him from going anywhere.

His hands were hard and punishing as he tore at her robe, yanking it from her body and tossing it away. He didn't bother with her bikini top but yanked the bottoms down her body. Panic beat at her mind as she realized this was really happening. Mateo was going to have sex with her. No one had ever seen her like this, naked and exposed. She broke the kiss and tried to cover herself, placing both hands over top of her pussy.

“We have to stop.” Her voice was breathless, but high with worry.

Mateo shoved her hands away and pinned her to the bed, his knee between her legs. He was allowing rage and lust to cloud his judgement. This violence was the product of Mateo's upbringing and lifestyle. This was the fundamental difference between the two of them. Mateo could control the rage if he wanted, but it was always simmering below the surface, he needed it to stay alive. But Raina had been brought up with love and compassion. Sure she got angry, but her base emotion was one of happiness.

Though hormones raged through her, begging her to pull him down for another kiss, she tried one last time to use logic. “You don’t want to do this, Mateo.”

His eyes held hers with a dark promise. “I have wanted to do this from the day I met you. Should’ve done it the day I met you. You would’ve had a ring on your finger and no reason to put your life at risk in Italy.”

“It’s always about my safety!” she yelled at him. “You need to get a life and stop controlling mine.”

“Not going to happen,” he growled, yanking his jacket off and throwing it to the floor.

While his hands were busy, she reared up and tried to roll off the other side of the bed. He yanked her back and attempted to grab both of her wrists in one hand. She wiggled one out and hit him on the side of his head, her nails raking down his cheek.

"Fuck!" he snarled and gripped both of her wrists so hard she thought they might break.

"Fuck you too!" she screamed up at him.

He dropped his head again and she flinched, believing he was about to take her mouth in another bruising kiss. He didn’t, he dropped his mouth to her breast instead, sucking it into his mouth through the fabric of her bikini top. Without lifting his head, he tugged her top beneath her breasts and teased her nipples with his tongue and teeth. Sensations flooded through her until she was gasping and dizzy.

He released her hands to tear at his clothes. She heard the sound of cloth ripping as he wrenched his shirt off. She clutched his shoulders, her body shaking beneath his. He reached between them and she heard the distinctive sound of a zipper. Seconds later he was fumbling between her legs, thrusting them wider and guiding his cock toward her entrance.

“I’m not ready!” she gasped, fear zinging through her.

He either didn’t hear or he ignored her. He gripped her bare leg and dragged it up the outside of his thigh. Time seemed to stand still as she heard and felt everything in slow motion. Her leg against the roughness of his pants, his lips buried in her neck, biting and sucking at her pulse beat. The steel of his cock against her soft inner thigh.

It felt like all the air was being sucked out of the room as he pushed inside her. She tried to gasp but the air strangled in her throat and she choked instead, lifting her head off the bed and then slamming it back down. Pain sliced through her. A pain she'd never experienced before, as unused muscles stretched and tore to accommodate him.

"So fucking tight," he growled dipping his head toward her.

Raina turned her head to the side and sank her teeth into his ear, biting down until he grunted in pain. He gripped her jaw between his thumb and forefinger, applying pressure until she was forced to open her mouth. He wasn't even remotely gentle and by the time she let go of him her jaw felt bruised. Using one hand he pushed her face to the side and held her head down with his fingers spread over top of her. She couldn't move her head; she couldn't bite him. She could only grit her teeth and take the pain of his body slamming into hers.

She assumed he would finish quickly, within a few minutes at the most. But he didn't. He kept moving inside her, kept holding her down with his brutal strength. Even while something inside her died at his ruthless possession, a spark came to life. A flare of pleasure that swept over her, despite the pain.

They still had weeks, months and years of history. History where she'd always been attracted to him, always wanted him. And though she didn't want to want him now, her body was crying out for his.

Wetness was gathering between her thighs as he established a rhythm that her body couldn’t resist. Her heart hammered in her chest as instinct took over, reaching for the pleasure he was offering.

Tears leaked from her eyes, touching his fingertips where his hand was spread across the side of her face. They trickled down her cheeks, off her nose and onto the mattress. She closed her eyes and took a couple of deep breaths, then allowed her body to relax.

As if sensing her capitulation, Mateo relaxed his grip on her and began to touch her softly, running his fingers down her cheek, her neck and the swell of her breasts. Raina kept her eyes closed, but she concentrated on the places that he touched, reaching mentally for every bit of pleasure he was giving her. She could hate him after, but for now, she was going to take this moment and hold it close. Her first time with a man.

Raina's breathing sped up and her face became flushed with excitement. She bit her lip to hold in a moan, but he must've heard anyway. He took her jaw his hand and she flinched, but all he did was gently roll her head up until she was facing him.

He leaned down and took her lips with his, leading her into a familiar exploration. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders and returned his kiss, thrusting her tongue aggressively against his, the sparks igniting into a full frenzy as she was overwhelmed by the pleasure in her mouth and her pussy. Butterflies sang through her entire body. She couldn’t resist Mateo; she didn’t want to anymore.

"I need you to come for me,"

"Fuck… you." Her words were breathless and angry, at odds with the thrust of her hips against his and her arms wrapped tightly around his neck. Her body wanted what he wanted, it wanted to come.

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