Page 97 of Princess of Pride
“Good girl.” He sucks on my bottom lip. “Talk to me. Tell me you want me.”
He spins me so that my back is to his chest and cups my neck with one hand, the other back on my braid tugging it down firmly but not painfully. “Tell me,” he whispers in my ear and rubs his erection against my back side.
I moan, lightheaded and needy. “I want you.”
“Do you want my cock inside your tight pussy?”
“Yes.” God, yes!
“Say it.” He runs his thumb over my bottom lip and kisses my neck.
“I want,” I pant, “your… cock inside me.”
“Inside yourwhat?” His teasing tone and the way his noseand lips keep skimming my skin is as pleasuring as it is torturing.
“Your ti?—”
“Not your…my,” he whispers and lowers his hand to my breast, fondling my hard nipple, making it difficult to think.
“My… tight… pussy.” I can’t believe I said that. I can’t believe we’re here again with me as a hot mess.
23
HE WANTS TO RUIN ME
Lachlan sure knows how to manipulate me. Choosing to use the information about my birth mom as a condition for me to leave was perfect—for him. He knew I wouldn’t tear open the email and read it like the newest installment of my favorite fantasy romance series.
He knew I’d sit on it for a while before going down that rabbit hole. It was his way of keeping me here longer, and if that didn’t work, he added the stipulation about me giving him my virginity.
He wants to ruin me. What exactly does that mean? Ruin my vajayjay from further sex by destroying it to the point where I can’t sit down? Walk?
Or did he mean ruin me for other men?
I feel like it could be both and that scares me. I glance at my crotch. Does it need to be protected from the castle’s beast?
Nothing he’s done so far has been unbearable. Quite the opposite. But then we haven’t had sex, and his dick doesn’t seem average in size.
I could text Tinsley about it. Or I could try Adelaide.
It occurs to me that while I’ve checked her social media accounts a few times for updates—finding nothing—I haven’t checked my DMs.
I lie on the velvet chaise lounge that’s near the fireplace in my room and put my sock-covered feet up, leaving my booties on the floor. My heart soars when I see she responded. Two days ago. I haven’t ghosted her for too long, thankfully.
I read her message.
New number? Why? Something to do with your dad? I added it to my phone. I’ll add mine here too. I got the bouquet you sent for my dad’s funeral. It was beautiful, thank you! I lost him to cancer, but I’m doing well, all things considered.
That kills me to read. First her mom dies from the disease, then her dad.
Kingston is taking exceptional care of me. We’re finally together the way we should have always been. I suppose it’s never too late to make up for lost time. So much has happened since we last spoke. It’s crazy. I can’t talk about it either for reasons I’d love to explain but that aren’t safe right now. That’s sounds bad, I know. Please don’t freak out. I promise I’m fine—better than fine. I love Kingston, and he loves me. Can you believe it? I never thought this day would happen. It’s surreal and scary but worth it. I’ll call as soon as it’s safer.
Damn, that makes me nervous for her.
Please don’t worry. Kingston would never let anything happen to me. It’s just bad business left over from his dad. You know how all our parents can be. I hope you’re doing well and getting what you want out of your situation with Lachlan. He looked super yummy in the pic you sent. I better go. Love and miss you. Text me when you can.
Apart from saying Lachlan and I are not in love, I feel like our circumstances aren’t that different. Neither of us are safe. Neither of us can go into detail about what’s happening in ourlives. I mean, I could, but it would be a lot for her to digest, let alone accept. Lachlan isn’t holding me here because he loves me. He wants to screw me. And keep me safe but mostly screw me.
I shoot upright with a thought. What if I give him what he wants, and it satisfies this craving he has to take my virginity? What if that’s all he’s interested in? What if after he has me, he changes his mind about keeping me around and conceiving a baby with me?
