Page 89 of The Pakhan's Forced Bride
Ardalion doesn’t hesitate. He reaches down to tug his pants open. Pulling the zipper down, he frees his massive cock.
I raise myself on my knees to hover over it, letting him rub his tip up and down over my pussy. I’m soaked, desperate. My heart is racing as he angles himself beneath me and thrusts upwards. At the same time, he grabs my hips and pushes me down onto his cock, penetrating deep inside me.
I tilt my head back and cry out, gasping with pleasure as his cock pushes my pussy open and he pulls my knees wide apart.
The relief of being with him again is indescribable.
It’s not only the desire, the lust, the pulsing heartbeat. It’s being so close to him, it’s knowing that he loves me, and he wants to be with me. Emotion overwhelms me, and tears begin to streak down my face.
Ardalion continues to fuck me as he gently brushes his thumb across my cheek.
“You’re mine, Belle. I’m never letting you go again,” he growls as his cock pushes into me, over and over again.
I push my hands into his chest, forcing him to sit back. He narrows his eyes at me, not liking the fact that I want control.
“Let me ride you,” I grin, biting my lower lip.
His hands roam freely over my body. He tugs the straps of my dress off my shoulders, pulling my dress down around my waist. He cups his hand over my breast and tweaks my nipple.
He growls with pleasure as he watches me dancing over his cock. I move my hips in slow circles, pressing myself hard against him, grinding myself into him, the base of his cock rubbing against my clit as I become more and more sensitive.
The pleasure is spreading through both of us like wildfire.
Ardalion can’t take it anymore as he wraps his arm around my waist and lifts me, hovering me above his cock so that he slams into me, faster and faster. My pussy is swollen and tingling as he fucks me, and I slip closer to the edge.
He brushes his thumb between my legs, and it’s the last touch I can handle before I explode. The orgasm knocks my breath away, racing through me like a tidal wave as I gasp for air and cling to him, digging my nails into his skin as he keeps moving inside me.
Ardalion explodes inside me, growling with desire as he pulls me down, impaling me on his cock. He’s rigid inside me, throbbing and twitching as he comes.
Epilogue - Ardalion
The plane lands in Las Vegas, bumping along the private stretch of runway as it slows to a stop. It was a peaceful flight without any issues, but I’m relieved it’s over, and I get to stretch my legs.
Belle is curled up in my arms, asleep for the last portion of the flight. My arm is dead, and I desperately needed to move, but didn’t dare wake her.
Her eyes flutter open as the plane slows.
“We’re here?” she mumbles, rubbing her face.
“We’re here,” I confirm, leaning down to kiss the top of her head.
It’s been three months since we were last in Las Vegas, the day we left her brother’s house, my wounds healed, and my heart swollen with love as we flew back to LA to start our relationship properly this time.
In those three months since Belle moved in with me, my home has become entirely her home. My life and her life have become one.
We make decisions together, and every day with her has brought more happiness to my life than I could ever have imagined.
I can’t even remember what it was like before her. It seems like a lifetime ago—one I never want to go back to.
“I’m excited to see my brother and Ulyana.” She wiggles in her seat, eager to get off the plane, stretching her beautiful legs out in front of her.
I pull my phone from my pocket and flick it out of airplane mode so that I can double-check that our car is here, but within a few seconds, the phone is ringing.
I scrunch my nose, grinning at her.
Belle rolls her eyes. “Work never stops,” she complains.
“It’s okay, Drake has everything handled while I’m gone. This will be a proper holiday weekend, I promise.”
