Page 56 of Princess Redeemed
“Touch me first,” I command, guiding his hand between my legs, where my need is most urgent.“Feel how ready I am.How wet I am for you.”
And though I don’t say it, I know I’ll never get wet for any other man the way I respond for Rogan.
Perhaps I’ll have future lovers, maybe even a husband.
But never will anyone stoke the fire inside me like the man who’s doing so now.
He obliges, teasing me with his fingers, sliding them over my clit and then shoving two, and then three, inside me.
“Fuck,” he growls.
“That’s how much I want you, Rogan.Remember that.Remember that all your days.”
“Fuck,” he growls again, this time deeper and raspier.
He lifts me and carries me to the wall of the cave.The dirt walls are surprisingly soft, but I moan anyway as they scratch my back, dig into my shoulders.
In one swift move, he shoves his cock into me, the angle so perfect that it hits my G-spot and sends me catapulting into a climax already.
“That’s it, princess.You come for me.Never for anyone else.Only for me.”
His command seeps into my soul, and for a moment I wonder if his words are hypnotic.If I’ll ever come for another.
But the thought is fleeting as I escape into the pleasure of the orgasm, the rapture of his hard and fast thrusts as I clench around him.
“Never like this,” he pants against my neck.“Never like this with anyone else, Hannah.”
God, he used my name.
He believes what he says.
He makes me want to believe it too.
But I know better.
Still, I let myself go.
She’s out there, searching, and she will find him.Or he’ll find her.They’ll find each other, and the mating process will begin.
I close my eyes against the images in my mind as the orgasm closes in.
Thrust, thrust, thrust…
“Harder,” I demand, my own voice barely recognizable to my ears.
He complies until I feel like I’m being bulldozed, but I’m loving every minute.
Closer and closer I come again to the edge.I claw at his back, leaving more marks on him and drawing blood.
Inhaling the intoxicating scent of him, of his red elixir.
The second orgasm takes me even higher, and from above I look down at our bodies, at Rogan fucking me so fast, as if he’s a damned machine.His grunts and groans resonate throughout the bunker, ricocheting up to me where still I gaze down.
Until…
I plummet back into my body as he releases.
Releases into me.
