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Chapter 7
I want to deny him, but Tristan’s warnings echo in my mind. The only rule of this place is total obedience. Denying the king could easily lead to my death.
With shaking hands, I slowly reach up and pull down the scraps of my shirt from my torso. They fall to the floor in a blood splattered pool.
Caleb watches, his heated gaze tracing over every each of newly revealed skin.
Your skirts,” he commands. “That’s where I will need to inspect
Keeping my chin high in an attempt to maintain dignity, I undo the band holding my skirt in place and push it down my hips.
Caleb’s watchful eye catches a scar on my belly. Lifting a hand, he traces his fingers across it. “What is this, then?”
“It’s an old injury from an accident when I was young” What does he think it is? A C–section star? It’s not
“Let me see for myself, Caleb says and trails his hand down farther, farther. He slips his fingers down the front of my panties.
I suck in a breath and hold it
My treacherous body reacts at once to the feel of his strong hand, to the weight of his greedy gaze. His canines retract, returning to normal, even as his blue eyes blaze with heat.
His hand doesn’t slow as he slips two fingers through my folds. I hiss as he grazes my clit, then bite back a moan as he cups my dripping entrance.
“Don’t,” I say, Pressing my hands on his arms, I try to push him back. He doesn’t even budge an inch. I might as well be pushing against a wall of bricks.
“I’m going to check you,” he says, voice a low growl. “No one will defy me.”
I squirm, trying to stop him, but he still slides two fingers up inside of me.
A whimper escapes my lips. He’s so warm. It feels so good.
He curves his fingers forward, pressing just right into my g–spot
Gasping, I claw at his arms.
He hums, satisfied, as he removes his fingers from within me. He pulls his hand from my underwear and looks at the wel mess I’ve made of his fingers. He smirks
“So you still desire me..
“No!” I shout, though my body makes a liar out of me, already craving more of his touch. Fresh dampness drips from my
pussy
Caleb inhales long and slow, “Your body tells the truth.”
“No,” I say, weaker.
“Perhaps we should revisit what happened between us three years ago,” he says.
As he speaks, he works to undo his own clothing. His elaborate dark royal garb unbuttons under the left arm. Slipping it off.
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he reveals miles of taur skin and bulging muscles underneath..
The man is a goil, chiseled from stone. My mouth waters just looking at him.
He goes for his pants next. Unbuckling them, he kicks them and his shoes off. He’s not wearing underwear.
I try my hardest not to gape at the massive cock coming to full agention between his hips.
He stands still a moment, as if enjoying my stare. When I realize what I’m doing. I squeeze my eyes shut.
I don’t care how good he looks naked, I hate him.
Without warning, he reaches up, grabs the front of my bra, right between the cups, and rips it clean from my body. My breasts immediately spring free, my nipples small aching pebbles
At once, I close my arms over my breasts, hiding them.
He glares at me. “You dare deny me the view of your flesh? You are my woman now.
Grabbing me, he yanks me toward the bed then none–too–gently tosses me down onto it.
I try to roll away, but before I can, he crawls over me, pinning me to the mattress with his naked body. His hard dick twitches against the curve of my belly.
I still try to cover my bare breasts. Grabbing my wrists he roughly yanks them away and presses them hard into the mattress.
“Your nipples crave my mouth,” he says, voice low and rough as he drops his head. He licks a strip over one of my aching. nipples, before sucking it into his mouth.
I throw my head back into the pillow. Against my will, my back arches, gifting him easier access as if I’m begging for more.
His mouth is so hot. His tongue, so insistent. Everything feels so good.
He pops off one nipple, only to immediately claim the other. While he suckles at that one, he slides a hand down my hip. grabs at my panties and rips them off of me, same as he did my bra. He tosses the scraps over his shoulder.
He rises up onto his elbows, staring down at my face.
“Stop!” I snap, a bite in my voice.
“Your body begs me,” he growls. “Give in to your desires.”
He releases my arms to push my thighs father apart.
Reaching up, I claw at his back, digging into his flesh. This only seems to drive him wilder.
He lines his dick up to my entrance.
My heart thunders in my chest, a mix of fear and excitement. It’s all so confusing. I desire him so much, but I hate him. I want to go home.
I love Samuel..
Caleb slides into thy entrance. I’m so wet that he has limited resistance, even as big as he is. There is some stretch, though. Even though we’ve had sex before, it’s been a long time and I’d been in heat then. My body isn’t used to being this full.
I squeeze my eyes shut as hard as they can go.
Caleb doesn’t wait for me to adjust. Instead, he immediately begins his thrusting, pulling nearly all the way out before
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plunging back in.
My body piens My pussy quivers My nipples harden.
1 hore him. Hate this. But it feels so good.
His pace is relentless, pushing me up the maitress.
Just like that night when we’d first been together, the headboard pounds against the wall
Eventually, my fear separates from my pleasure. It hovers above me somewhere, present but distant, as my thoughts quier and my body takes over.
My fingernails continue to carve into the meat of Caleb’s back, thit now I can’t tell if it’s to tug him off of me or to pull him clover
“My woman.” Caleb growls. He drops his mouth to my ear and bites on my carlobe.
The pain brings me back into myself, but only enough for me to moan from the overwhelming onslaught of pleasure.
Caleb re–angles his hips, jerking them upwards. With each thrust forward, he hits that same spot he’d touched earlier with his fingers.
Again and again.
Pleasure spike after pleasure spike.
“Ah! Ah!”
Grabbing my thighs, he lifts my ass high off the bed. Pushing himself up to his knees, he plunges his dick into me with new depth, reaching even farther inside of me.
It’s too much.
I drop my fingers from his shoulders to tear at the sheets.
I whimper and beg. “Ah. Too much… Ah!”
He doesn’t stop. Doesn’t slow,
The pleasure pain spikes and I’m cresting.
“1 – A–AH!”
I topple over into oblivion and my vision whites out.
