Page 70 of Fierce King (L.A. Ruthless 1)

She pulled at her restraints again as she tried to press her hips up onto me, but I held her in place, my body pressing down on hers. I rested my upper body on one forearm and I wrapped my free hand around her throat.

She looked at me. Completely helpless. Just how I liked it. I hadn’t done anything to earn her submission, but I would take it anyway.

‘Alex,’ she whispered. ‘Please?’

I suddenly realized that I had more than her submission. I had her trust too. And I definitely hadn’t done anything to deserve that.

‘If that’s what you want, princess,’ I growled as I slammed into her.

She made a noise – half shout, half groan, somewhere between pain and pleasure, and it turned me into a demon. I pressed my mouth over hers, forcing my tongue inside her as I gently squeezed her throat. She whimpered into my mouth, but she kissed me back as fiercely as I kissed her.

After a few minutes, I had to wrench my mouth away from hers so I could breathe as my heart raced. I buried my face in her neck instead as I nailed her to the bed with every ounce of energy I had.

I’d never felt such a desperate need to get inside someone before. My body craved her. I felt like I was losing my mind. What the fuck was this woman doing to me?

I took my hand from her throat and she gasped as I slid it down her body, cupping her ass cheek and lifting her hip even higher so I might get another fraction further inside her.

‘Oh, God,’ she moaned.

‘No, not God. Me,’ I growled in her ear as I drove into her even harder.

I bit and sucked her neck as I kept on fucking her, marking her as my own. Because she was only meant for me. I loved that no man had touched her before me and I would make sure that none ever would after me.

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