Page 99 of Beautiful Revenge

He smirks. “Touch your breasts. Play with them.”

My hands find my breasts; my thumbs brush over my nipples. They’re so sensitive, I can barely touch them.

Every thrust of Finn’s hips sends me to new heights. It hurts but I want more and more and more.

His pace starts to become more frantic.

He drops my legs back around his hips and leans over me until our chests are touching. We’re so close we could kiss but I don’t dare bridge the gap between us. Kissing would be too intimate. It would be too loving.

“I need you to come for me screaming my name,” he says.

“Scream my name and I might scream yours.”

“So feisty, princess. I love it.” He grinds his hips down harder against mine. I’m powerless to stop the pleasure coursing through me.

I grab the back of his shoulders and dig my fingers into his skin. He hisses, picking up his pace.

In this position, I can arch my hips and bring them closer to his. I have a say in this too. I will not just be some innocent maid being claimed by the evil demon. I will have my release just as much as he will.

“God, you’re so sexy,” he says into my ear. I moan. The fact that Finn has this much power over me is something I don’t want to even think about.

He begins to slow down his hips, rocking them around, so his erection is pressing more into the sides of me than sinking deeper into me.

My hands find his chest and run over his hard muscles. He’s sexy too. That’s something I will never tell him out loud.

“Come for me, princess. I know you want to. Don’t hold back.”

A flare of pleasure spikes through my entire body. I’m sore and tired and fatigued and yet, I don’t want this to stop.

My orgasm has been building and building and building inside of me since we started this. Finn is now granting me permission to let go.

I want to say ‘fuck him’ and tell him I’ll come in my own time and not on his terms but right now, all I want is my release.

“Tell me you’re mine.” Thrust. “Tell me.” Thrust. “I’ll let you come then.” Thrust.

I grab his face. “I’ll come when I’m ready. Not when you tell me too.”

“Just say it, princess. I need to hear it.” There’s a vulnerability in Finn’s voice. I rarely ever hear him like this. He’s opening himself up to me.

I need to do the same.

I can feel myself getting closer to the edge. I tighten my legs around his hips and grind myself against him. Friction is what I need.

“Finn,” I gasp out, clutching his back. “I need to…”

“Tell me you’re mine. And then you can come.” He runs his lips along my neck. “Tell me.”

I can’t. I can’t. I can’t.

To tell Finn this would be to change me forever.

And then he says something I never thought I would hear him say. “Please, princess.” There’s a desperation in his voice. He needs this as much as I do.

“I’m yours,” I cry out right as my orgasm takes me for a second time.

Finn lets out a loud groan right as he comes inside of me. The sight of him trembling and panting and looking so open is scary. It means that Finn isn’t completely evil. He has the capacity to show me his vulnerable self.

It makes me care for him even more.

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