Page 78 of Immortal Throne

My entire body arched as he continued to build the need inside of me. I needed him, now. Riding his hand wasn’t going to be enough.

Ryker kept up the motion as he quickly shed his pants and boxers, freeing his erection, and with his piercing green gaze, he watched me as he brought his free hand to his huge length and stroked.

The man was gifted in more ways than one.

“Are you going to keep me waiting all day, showing off?” I asked. “Or are you going to do something?”

“What do you want me to do?” he asked.

Everything.“You promised to show me.”

“Exactly.”

He continued to circle his thumb on me and soon I lost complete control. The noises leaving my throat weren’t entirely human, especially when he moved his other hand to squeeze my breasts and pinch my nipples. The moment I came, exploding through a tidal wave of pleasure that went on for much longer than normal, I opened my eyes to find Ryker lined up with my core.

“Sloane…” he groaned.

He pressed inside of me slowly, torturously, and at complete odds with the dark promise in his eyes.

“Don’t go easy on my account.” I gasped as he filled me.

His hands slid beneath me to draw me closer to the edge of the bed, gripping my ass.

“You want it harder?”

He thrust inside of me. A loud moan ripped from my lips. He hit a sensitive spot with a quick twist and swivel of his hips. His powerful body reared over me, his eyes burning into me.

“You want it like this?” he asked.

He thrust again, and again, each thrust harder and more relentless than the last. Lust hummed in my veins as he pounded into me.

This was better than any fantasy. Better than my dream.

His mouth took hold of mine as he pumped between my thighs. Heat building, I lost the ability to breathe under the crushing weight of his body. We didn’t make love. We fucked. We fucked like wild animals and lost ourselves in the pleasure. We were creatures meant to sin together, and revel in passion.

Born to rule.

When my next orgasm ripped through me, threatening to shatter my world, a random flash of inspiration struck me—was there a way to rule together?

I clung to him with my hands tangled in his hair as he continued his assault on my body, chasing his own orgasm. The world tilted on its axis until the final few thrusts of his hips told me he’d reached the edge.

Ryker pulled out at the last moment and spilled his seed on the sheets beside me.

I stared up, breathless, my limbs limp and my body satiated. A satisfied hum vibrated through my body. Would I ever recover from this?

“You—” I started, not quite sure what I planned to say, only that it was to accuse him of…something.

He swallowed my words with a kiss, and for a blissful moment, the rest of the world ceased to exist.

Unlike everything outside this room, I didn’t doubt myself here. Ryker, on the other hand, knew how to do everything inside and outside the bedroom.

He was calm and collected under pressure. Strong and fearless when warranted.

How did I think I could rule?

Ryker got up and brought a towel over from my bathroom to help clean me up before pushing the soiled sheet aside.

“I can see you thinking,” he said, his voice a rumbling growl.

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