Page 12 of Royal Bargain
“Fuck,” Ana says, swearing so softly that I almost miss it. “That’s it, baby. Take it. Take my pussy.Take it, just like that,” she orders, her voice quiet in the darkness.
Her words are like a laser-guided missile of desire and my cock throbs, eager for more. I’ve always loved it when Ana takes charge like this, when she pushes me around and shows me just how sexy and powerful she is.
I know I can dominate her with one quick movement physically, but when she talks dirty to me, all I want to do is worship at the altar of this goddess.
“Oh, yes, just like that, baby,” Ana chants, the sultry tenor of her words vibrating through me. “Only a sexy, strong man can take this pussy. Take it, just like that.”
“Fuck!” I cry out, thrusting deeper into her. Her velvety walls caress me with every squeeze and I feel myself growing closer to climax.
“Don’t stop,miliy,” Ana demands, spreading her thighs wider. “I want your cock so deep inside me, I feel it tomorrow.”
“I’d do anything you want,a mhuirnín,” I say, my voice a low purr as I grip her hips tighter and rock mine upward, slamming into her as we come together and fall apart over and over again.
Ana’s mouth descends on mine, and our words are lost in the music of our passion. The press of her skin against mine is awakening something inside me. I don’t know if I’ll be able to maintain the same distance after this is over. It feels like this is a powerful moment between us.
“Fuck, fuck!” Ana cries out, throwing her head back, her normally neat red hair tousled like ocean waves as she rides me hard enough that my vision starts to go black.
Something white-hot explodes between us, and Ana cries out my name, a harsh whisper on her soft lips, my release stealing from me as she comes apart.
Afterward, as we bask in the glow, our breathing ragged and staccato, I realize that I’ve never stopped wanting this, never stopped wantingher.
“Maybe it was a mistake to keep so much distance between us,” Ana murmurs. “I don’t like forcing myself to stay away from you.”
I hum as I stroke her hair. “Maybe you can move upstairs to the bedroom,” I offer, my voice low. “We can just give things a go from there, see how we get on.”
Ana considers my words and leans her head on my chest, biting her lower lip. “It would just be casual, right?”
“Right.” I nod, leaning down to press a kiss to the top of her head. She tilts her jaw up at the same time, so our mouths end up meeting, and I deepen the kiss, tightening my grip on her arms as I pull her toward me.
Ana climbs onto my lap, caging me in with her arms as she kisses my cheeks, lips, and jawline, stroking a hand across the stubble as she begins to roll her hips against me. The sheet over her back falls away, and she sits up, a curvy goddess in all her glory as her red curls cascade down her back.
“I could get used to this,” Ana murmurs against my lips, reaching down to scrape a fingernail over my puckered nipple, drawing a sharp gasp from my throat.
I lean my head back, enjoying the way she’s teasing me, when suddenly, we hear the loud, jarring jangle of a phone from downstairs.
Ana and I glance at the stairs at the same time, but I smirk, drawing her attention back to me. We can ignore the phone, and I reach for her head to bring it back down to my mouth.
But she pushes away, lines furrowed in her brow. “It could be important,” she mumbles, dragging the sheet with her as she drapes it around her torso, making for the stairs.
Annoyance surges inside, and I follow behind, wondering who might be calling us at this time of night.
“It had better be,” I mutter.
Once downstairs, Ana grabs for her phone, her face falling as she answers it. I hover somewhere near the stairs, hoping it’s just a wrong number as I keep half an eye on Lily’s sleeping form a few feet away.
Her frown deepens as she nods along to whatever the person on the other end is saying, and soon, she hangs up and presses her phone against her chest, releasing a low, slow breath. “I have bad news.”
My stomach sinks.
6
ANNIKA
The second I saw Aleksey’s name on the screen, any lingering tension between us vanished as the real world came crashing back down. The echo of his kiss still lingers on my skin, but it's already forgotten, the moment ruined with the news I’d just received.
Sitting at the edge of the couch wrapped in a borrowed sheet, I watch Liam stretch and scrub a hand through his hair as he waits for me to speak. I’d hung up and told him I have news, but I don’t know how to explain to him what I just found out.
“That was Aleksey,” I begin, my voice soft.
