Page 62 of Fierce King (L.A. Ruthless 1)

‘What?’ he scowled at me.

‘I’m not your type, am I? You could have married any woman you wanted. You’re used to dating models and actresses and I can’t compete with women like that, Alejandro. I don’t want to either. I’m fed up of never feeling good enough. Please just let me go home,’ I pleaded, unsure exactly which home I was referring to.

‘Alana,’ he said softly. ‘You don’t have to compete with anyone. There is no competition between you and them. None at all. You are my wife. You are the only woman I have ever married.’

‘You make that sound like I’m someone special, somehow. But, our marriage is nothing more than a business arrangement,’ I reminded him.

He ran a hand over his jaw. ‘Maybe that was why I married you. But, I have never been faithful to another woman in my life. I have never wanted to. You …’ his voice was thick with emotion. ‘Lo eres todo para mí.’

I wanted to ask what that meant, but he shook his head again and then he pinned me against the wall with the full weight of his body. ‘Don’t you ever let anyone make you feel anything less than what you are, Alana. You are an incredible woman. You are beautiful, and smart. You have a huge heart –’

‘And a huge ass,’ I interrupted him.

He slid his hands around to my ass and squeezed. ‘This is the most beautiful ass I have ever seen in my life,’ he growled. ‘It’s not huge, it’s fucking perfect.’

I smiled at him. ‘I always kind of liked it myself before today too.’

Then he delivered the killer line. ‘Those bitches never made me come even half as hard as you do,’ he said with a grin. I couldn’t help but laugh as I pressed my forehead against his chest.

‘I hate that they made you feel so worthless, princess, because you are worth ten of them. I dated those women because they were there, Alana. They could have been anyone. They meant nothing to me then and they mean even less to me now. You are the only woman in my life and you are the only woman I want in my life.’

I looked up at him and smiled because I felt like he meant it. This thing between us might be a business arrangement, but in that we had come to need each other too. He no longer stayed out at the hotel anymore and every night he came home to me. He made me feel desired and he could do things to my body that I had never dreamed possible.

‘Will you stay here with me?’ he breathed against my skin.

‘Yes,’ I panted as his hands moved to my thighs and he started to pull my dress up over towards my waist.

‘I’ve been desperate to get you out of this dress ever since I saw you in it at the house,’ he growled in my ear.

I groaned as one of his hands slipped between my thighs and he hooked the fabric of my panties to one side before sliding two of his fingers through my wet folds. ‘Did Hugo see these panties today?’ he teased me.

‘Of course not.’

‘Good girl. I love how wet you get for me, princess. Your cream is so fucking sweet.’

I gasped out loud as he slipped two fingers inside me before sliding them out again and quickly pulling my dress off over my head. He tossed it into a pile in the corner like it was a rag. His eyes burned with fire as he looked down at my pink lace panties.

‘Now, these are fucking adorable, princess. It’s a shame I’m going to ruin them,’ he growled before he tore them from me.

‘Hey! They cost me forty dollars.’

‘I’ll buy you some more,’ he smiled against my skin as he wrapped me in his huge arms. ‘I’ll buy you a new pair for every single day of the rest of your life because I love tearing them off you.’

He lifted me up and carried me to the bed before placing me down on it. ‘Roll onto your front,’ he ordered and I did as he told me.

He rubbed his hand over my ass and I tensed. I had run away from him, hadn’t I? Was he going to punish me?

‘Relax, princess,’ he said softly as though reading my mind. ‘My bed is just for pleasure, remember? But sometimes a spanking can be about pleasure too,’ he said as he smacked my ass cheek with his hand.

He didn’t spank me hard, just hard enough for it to send a jolt of electricity through me. Then his hand was soothing my skin. ‘See?’ he said before he spanked me again.

‘Yes,’ I groaned as his fingers slid between my thighs and dipped into my opening.

‘You want more, princess?’

‘Yes.’

He smacked my ass again with one hand while he finger fucked me with the other.

‘You like having your ass spanked, don’t you? I can feel you creaming all over my fingers.’

‘Alex,’ I groaned as I writhed beneath him.

Then he slid his fingers out and I heard him undoing his belt buckle and his zipper.

‘Fuck, Alana. I need inside you right now,’ he groaned and then he was on his knees, pulling me towards him until my knees were on the floor too and he had me bent over the bed.

He pushed his cock deep inside me and I heard him let out a loud groan. ‘I just can’t keep out of this pussy. Do you have any idea what you do to me?’

I could barely form a coherent word, but I figured it was a rhetorical question so I just concentrated instead of the exquisite feeling of being full of him as he took exactly what he wanted, while giving me exactly what I needed.

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