Page 55 of Captive Bride

Tristan

Her thick blonde hair is spread across the pillow, glittering in the moonlight that punctuates the darkness.

Her red, swollen lips are open in a wanton pant, contrasting vastly against the dim room but in perfect harmony with the gothic decor.

The pulses of her orgasm clench and release my cock, driving me wild.

I can barely restrain myself from driving into her relentlessly. I want to fill her up, hear her fucking cry my name over and over like a ritualistic chant only for my ears to hear.

I want to spill my seed inside her, then flip her over and do it all over again.

I’ve finally made her mine. This gorgeous goddess staring up at me is mine.

Never has a woman stirred up such desire, such possessiveness within me. It’s overwhelming to the point where it nearly fucking chokes me.

Sex has always been emotionless for me. Going through the motions and finding my release is all I’ve cared about before.

I’ve had some good fucks, some great head, but realistically it’s all been mundane up until now. I take what I want and move on.

But Isobel, holy shit.

I’ve just had a fucking taste of her and I know, without a doubt, that I only want her in my bed from now on. Nobody else will do. No one else compares.

“Tristan,” a husky whisper calls my name, snapping me out of my thoughts.

“Yes, my princess?” I smirk, looking down at her flush body, glistening with sweat. “What can I do for you?”

I rub the head of my cock against her slippery wet opening, letting it slide up and rub against her clit. She fucking wants me. I know it, but I’m not going to give in so easily.

Her chest heaves as she looks at me, eyes drifting to my cock.

“You want this?” I tease, positioning it over her opening and pressing against her slightly.

She nods.

“I can’t hear you,” I move back and glide one hand up her side, my fingers coming to rest on her perky tit.

“Yes.”

“Yes, what?” I pinch her nipple between my fingers and smile as she gasps and arches her back.

“Yes…” her voice is hesitant. “I want you…”

“Say please.”

“Please…”

“As my princess wishes.”

I thrust into her.

“Fuuuuck…” I groan as she sucks me in completely.

I’d like to think I’m in full control here, but my cock is completely at her mercy.

She’s so tight, so wet, and so hot. It all feels so fucking good that I’m ready to abandon self-control.

“Ah, god!” she cries out as I thrust into her cunt.

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