Page 35 of Fierce King (L.A. Ruthless 1)

She obviously liked to be fucked hard!

I dragged my teeth along her neck and shoulders and then I bit down. She screamed my name as her orgasm finally hit. With a few more thrusts, I felt my balls tighten as I shot my load in her.

Even when I was done, I kept going because her pussy was like a magnet to my cock. It wouldn’t let me go. I wormed my free hand beneath her and found her swollen clit. I pinched and rubbed as I sucked on the spot on her shoulder where I’d bitten her. A few moments later, her second orgasm hit like a freight train and she shuddered and bucked beneath me.

Her whole body trembled violently as I pulled out of her. ‘That, princess, is how I like to fuck,’ I whispered in her ear.

Then I released her hands and pushed myself up, giving her a final, hard slap on the ass before climbing out of bed and walking to the shower. I didn’t trust myself to stay in the bed with her because I couldn’t keep my hands off her, and I might give her the wrong idea about what this was between us.

Because this was about fucking.

Pure and simple.

So, why was it such a fucking struggle to walk away from her?

I was pulling on my suit jacket when Alana walked out of the bathroom, wrapped in a towel. She’d taken a soak in the tub rather than a shower, and I knew that was because she was tender from the hammering I’d given her virgin pussy.

Maybe I should have felt ashamed, or guilty about that, but I didn’t. It made me feel like a fucking lion. I had claimed her for my own and she would never be fucked again without remembering the feel of my cock inside her.

She looked up at me and bit her lip and I realized she was feeling nervous. This was new territory for both of us. I wasn’t entirely sure how to navigate this new dynamic in our relationship myself, but I had to maintain the upper hand. I had to remain in control.

‘I have a new house rule,’ I said as I shrugged on my jacket.

‘Oh? What?’ she asked as she stared at me with those huge brown eyes.

‘When I’m in the house with you, you don’t wear panties.’

The skin on her cheeks flushed pink and she opened her mouth in surprise.

‘Keep your mouth open like that, princess, and you’ll be experiencing another first this morning, because I will fill it with something.’

‘But, Alejandro …’ she started to say.

‘Alejandro? That’s not what you were calling me last night,’ I cocked an eyebrow. ‘What happened to Alex?’

Her blush deepened further. ‘Alex,’ she said softly and I smiled. I liked her calling me that. ‘There are times of the month when that’s just not practical.’

I walked over to her. Even after what we’d done last night and this morning, she was still too embarrassed to talk openly about her own body.

‘You can wear panties when you’re on your period, princess. And now, that we’re on the subject, how long do they usually last?’

‘Three or four days.’

I stepped closer to her and heard her breath catch in her throat. ‘I want to make it clear right now, that I am not in the slightest bit bothered by some blood, and I will be fucking you regardless.’

She blinked at me.

‘There’s not a chance I’m going three to four days every month without being inside you. Understand?’

‘Okay,’ she whispered.

‘Good.’

‘But, I can’t just walk around here with no panties,’ she insisted.

I slipped my hands around her waist and onto her ass. Leaning down, I pressed my lips against her ear. ‘You can, and you will, princess. And, if you disobey me, you will suffer the consequences.’

She squeezed her thighs together and I couldn’t help but smile. She might protest, but she had already proven that she enjoyed being told what to do.

I thought about bending her over the dresser and fucking her again before I left, but I was going to be late, and I had plans for her later.

I kissed her instead and her body melted into mine. She snaked her arms around my neck and my cock hardened in an instant. What was supposed to be a quick kiss on the lips turned into a long, deep, tonguing, that made me want to carry her back to bed and take a sick day.

‘I have to go,’ I said as I reluctantly pulled away from her. ‘I’ll be home for dinner. And don’t forget my new rule.’

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