Page 89 of Broken King

“Mmm. You feel so good, Saint.” Her body shimmies, and her breasts sway as she takes me inside her.

Stretching her.

Filling her.

She rests her delicate palms against my pecs once she’s fully seated and starts to slowly rock her hips, her wet pussy grinding against me.

My hands cup her perfect ass. Fingers sliding forward to dip in her drenched sex before they slide back up to her perfect puckered hole, pressing just enough.

Scarlet throws her head back and moans.

“That’s it, duchess. Take it all.”

One of her hands slides up her beautiful body and cups a breast, then tweaks her nipple, eliciting another moan, so I sit up and band one arm around her waist, then take that breast in my mouth, tugging on her perfect pink nipple with my teeth while her walls tighten around me. “God, I love fucking you. You were made for me, Scarlet.”

Her fingers lace through my hair and pull. “Make me come, Cade. I need to come.”

I lift my hips, thrusting up with each grind of her hips. “Mine. Only ever mine.”

Our mouths crash together in a tangle of tongues and teeth.

We swallow the moans and the screams as we push our bodies higher until we can’t take any more. Can’t hold out any longer. Her tight heat swallows me whole, clamping down on my cock, milking it as my stomach tightens when I finally let go of the orgasm that’s been building.

“I love you, Scarlet Kingston.” I push the curtain of her hair away from her face and hold her to me.

She grazes a spot at the hollow of my throat with her teeth before resting her lips there and licking it with her tongue. “Don’t ever let go, Cade.”

“Never.”

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