Page 28 of Bride of the Sea King

Brutal.

All-consuming.

His hands were in my hair. Mine were on his arms.

He tore his lips from mine and growled, “If you don’t walk away, I will make you mine here and now, Aria. For better or worse.”

“I’m not leaving.”

He flipped me onto my back on the lounge chair. I gasped as he tore the green silk skirt down my thighs, tossing it aside and opening my legs. My top followed immediately. He was naked just as quickly, and positioned over me.

Triton’s body was thick, and powerful. He held his weight off me as he took the base of his cock in his hand and dragged the head of it over my clit.

I hooked my legs around his ass, pulling him closer.

His lips curved wickedly. “Not so afraid of my size now?”

“Just fuck me already, Triton.”

His smirk morphed into a feral grin as he drove the tip of his cock inside me smoothly.

I gasped at the insane, burning stretch of him.

Maybe I was right before.

Maybe he wouldn’t fit.

His electric magic pulsed through my thighs, and the pain vanished entirely.

He sank in deeper.

I was panting as I dug my heels into his muscular ass a little harder. He lifted me higher, changing the angle and easing his entry.

And finally, he filled me entirely.

The world spun.

My body ached and burned and throbbed.

Triton was everywhere.

He was everything.

He wasmine.

The magic pulsating between us was fierce, shaking the chair we occupied and the wooden platform beneath us. Waves slapped the deck as magic emanated from Triton. Fromus.

“You’re so fucking tight, Sweetheart. You feel amazing. Are you okay?” Triton’s gaze burned into me. When I met his eyes, I realized he was waiting for me. Waiting to hear I was alright so he could move again.

“I’m perfect.Evve tah,right?”

His wicked grin returned. “Yes, Sweetheart.Evve tah.”

“For the record, I still don’t think you’d fit without your magic.”

He laughed, pulling out and thrusting in again, slow and shallow. When he’d watched my responses long enough to see that I was okay, he moved a little faster and harder.

My hand went to my clit, but Triton’s fingers beat me to it. He circled it slowly while he filled me over and over again, taking me closer and closer to the edge with every thrust.

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