Page 97 of Fierce King (L.A. Ruthless 1)

Alana

I layon the sofa with my head on Alejandro’s lap while we watched a movie. I was wearing one of his t-shirts, which dwarfed my frame, and nothing else.

I smiled to myself. We’d had the most incredible day together. I’d wanted to go swimming in the ocean earlier, and I’d asked him if I could borrow some of his boxer shorts and a t-shirt, but he had refused, insisting that I go swimming naked and assuring me this was his own private beach where no-one would see me. I’d agreed, on the understanding that he would come skinny dipping with me.

He’d pulled off his clothes and chased me out into the water before I’d even finished the sentence. Afterwards, we’d had sex in the wet sand with the water lapping at our feet.

We’d spent the rest of the afternoon and evening eating, reading and watching TV. I had never seen Alejandro so relaxed. He was like a different person here. There was no trace of the devil I knew he could be.

My thoughts were interrupted by a warm hand on my ass, squeezing gently. ‘Are you ready for bed, princess?’

It wasn’t even nine pm, but I knew that bed meant much more than sleep. ‘Yes,’ I said as I stretched my limbs, so the t-shirt lifted up over my hips. I heard him groan and I suppressed a smile.

‘You pretend to be all sweet and innocent, but you know exactly what you’re doing to me, don’t you?’ he growled.

I sat up and looked at him. ‘I have no idea what you mean.’

‘Come here,’ he ordered as he took hold of my hand.

I moved to straddle him and he slipped his hands between my thighs and started to rub my clit. ‘Wet already, princess? You’re always ready to be fucked, aren’t you?’

I groaned as the waves of pleasure started to roll over me.

‘You’re always ready for me to slide myself inside you,’ he said as he pushed two of fingers inside and I moaned his name loudly.

‘Take off the t-shirt,’ he growled as he continued to pump his fingers in and out of me. I complied, tossing the offending item onto the floor.

As soon as I was naked, he bent his head and sucked one of my nipples into his mouth and began sucking greedily. His other hand moved around to my ass and he pulled me closer to him. I was overwhelmed by the sensations coursing through me and I started to buck my hips against his fingers. I ran my fingers through his hair as I felt my orgasm building quickly.

‘That’s it, Alana. Come for me, princess. I need you nice and loose,’ he said as he lifted his head and kissed me deeply.

The hand from my ass moved to the back of my head and he crushed me to him. When my orgasm crashed over me, he held me firm so I was groaning into his mouth.

When he finally let me go, I wrenched my mouth away and gasped for air.

‘Was that a good one?’ he chuckled.

‘They’re all good ones,’ I panted. ‘But you already know that.’

He ran the back of his knuckles across my cheek. Luckily Blake’s assault the previous day had only left a faint bruise and it was no longer painful. ‘Do you trust me, Alana?’ he asked seriously.

I blinked at him, wondering where this had come from. I studied his face and considered his question. I could lie, but I suppose he deserved the truth. ‘Yes,’ I said.

He smiled at me. A genuine one that went all the way to his eyes. ‘Good,’ he growled and then he stood, easily lifting me as he did.

He kissed me while he walked us to the bedroom and then he lay me down gently on the bed. His eyes roamed over my body as he slid his shorts down his muscular thighs and stepped out of them.

‘I think it’s about time I claimed every last part of you for my own, princess.’

His eyes burned into mine and I swallowed. I had a feeling I knew what that meant. When he walked to the nightstand and pulled out a bottle of lube from the drawer, I definitely knew.

‘Why do you have lube here?’ I asked. ‘I thought you’d never brought anyone to the house before?’

‘I haven’t. I come here alone, but a man has needs, princess.’

‘Oh? And why do you need it now?’

‘Why do you think?’ he growled and I felt my stomach contract.

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