“Little kitties that run from their owners don’t get treats, and they certainly don’t get gentle treatment.”
He manhandles my jaw and thrusts Keane in until the back of my throat constricts around the cross. His other hand yanks hard on my hair, and Imoan sharply around his cock. He barely pulls back before thrusting against my gag reflex, over and over. Tears prick at my eyes until he has me choking onhis perfect cock like I’m some sort of porn princess. Jett hisses, and Ireach up one hand to drag my fingernails across his balls, feeling them tense and tighten instantly.
He pulls free from my mouth, grips my arm, and flips me on my back with a rough thud. His hand cushions under my head and then pulls it away to yank his jeans down further. He wraps his fingers around both of my wrists and slams them down over my head while he grabsanother knifefrom his hoodie. The one that penetrated the soil earlier? How could he have stopped to collect it and still catch up to me that quickly?Special powers, duh.
He rips my leggings open with it, and Keane twitches, the knife falling from his grip feet from us on the ground. Jett drags his cock along all the wetness that’s gathered and groans, not giving me time to adjust as he thrusts into me and bottoms out, leaving me screaming. One hand pinning my wrists down and the other on my throat, andholy shit,I’d watch thefuckout of this movie!
“Scream as loud as you want; the ghosts in the castle can’t even hear you now. Naughty girls that run from their daddies have to beg to come,” Jett hums. As he thrusts deeper and my thighs shake, he removes his grip on my wrists and hovers his thumb over my clit. He cocks his head, the dead eyes of his mask glowing blush to match my cheeks. “I’m waiting.”
His fingers tense on my neck, and Iuse mygood girlacting skills, lay it on thick as Iwhimper, “Please let me come, Daddy. Ionly ran because you make it so fun to be chased. Someone so powerful pursuing me? Itmakes my pussythrob for you.Ineed to come on your huge, perfect cock.”
“Fine, just this once,” he growls, his thumb pressing down and vibrating better than any toy on the market.Magic powers.My family can screw with me as much as they want about picking the wrong rocker over theright warlock, but Jett has powers like no other person I’ve ever met. And yes, that includes several self-proclaimed witches.
“Thank you …sir…”My vision blurs into a hazy blizzard of static pleasure and electricity as Icome, my back arching off the ground, toes curling inside my boots.
I’m in so much bliss Idon’t realize Keane’s left me until my hips are roughly jerked and my knees hit the forest floor. Igasp as myrelease is dragged to coat my third and finalprincess hole.As promised, he does not take it easy on me, let alone take it slow. Iscream so loud when his cock is buried inside my ass that Iswear it makes several more crisp oak leaves fall down to greet me. He stops and breaks character. Ionly know that because his character wouldn’tstop, not even when Iscreamed that loud. Not ever. It’s like the stalker is writing his own part in my head as we speak …as we fuck.
“Is that too much for my pathetic, easy-to-catch, little slut to take?”
“No such thing as too much from you, sir. Try to break me, Ifucking dare you.”
The rumble in the base of his throat is so low the devil can surely hear it. He spanks my ass until it stings, and I’m babbling to the point where I’m speaking in tongues. He grabs both ponytails and thrusts deeply, groaning and cursing andwow, already shaking. The harder he yanks on my pigtails, the louder Icry out his name. The harder he rams the magic cross into me, the more foreign my voice becomes until Isound like a feral animal instead of a spoiled wannabe princess.
“Take one f-u-c-k-i-n-gguesswhere I’m going to come, sweetheart.”
“Mrs. Raven,”Ihuff out in desperate pleasure and instinctual need, “paint your cum on that name every night until it’s legally mine,please.”
One more sharp tug on my hair, and Ifeel Jett jerk behind me, groaning, swearing, and whiningBaby, which is the cutest character break ever. Ifeel his hand trembling as it grips my hip, hot cum splashing over my future name, and it makesmewanna come, too, the way he moans and spreads it across my tattoo with his cross. His release claims me, coating each letter, like he’s signing his claim on me with an approval stamp from the devil himself.
The mask clatters to the earth, glowing up at me, grinning at me, saying something sinister like,You twisted, creep-loving, subby little whore.
Well, the mask doesn’t lie. Ifeel his slick, searing skin press against my back, his forehead resting above the mess he’s made.
“There is no fucking victory like complete and total ownership of a princess, a secret little slut just for me,” he pants, “I’ve never come so hard in my life, Baby.”
The proudest, most satisfied smirk curls my lips as Istare back at the pink, glowing face under me. Imade him come harder than AnnaBella, Cecily, Shara, a hundred other girls and a hundred other boys?
“Really?”
My head floats to the clouds. Idon’t even realize I’m off the ground until Iblink and see I’m in Jett’s arms. His light eyes are an unfathomable obsidian out here as they stare right into mine and all the way through me.
“Yes, really, you are my everything, and Ilove you more than Ilove myself or anyone else, for that matter. An orgy full of supermodels could never make me feel like you just did. So, promise, promise you’ll never be anything butmine.”
Despite being in love for just three months, it's the easiest promise that’s ever been made. “Yours forever, promise.” And Ikiss his soft lips until Iget lost in them, permanently.
Chapter 36
Maddy
It’s the end of October, and we’re vibrating with static electricity because Jett is kicking off his world tour tonight in New York with two nights at Madison Square Garden. My amazing new manager perfectly orchestrated that I’d be on set filming a guest appearance on Law & Order during the days and still be able to be there for Jett both nights.
I only had to shoot for a few hours this morning, and I’m already back to support my man. Not gonna lie, that makes me feel like a badass career Baby and Jett’s special princess at the same time, and it feels freaking incredible. The fact that it’s also my favorite weekend of the year is just icing on the black velvet, coffin-shaped cake.
Season two of Palace has hit and seems to be pretty well received, but westillhaven’t had that dreaded renewal phone call yet. Imean, it’s dreaded forme, Iknow that’s mean to Mickie and the others, but I’m still waiting for my full moon manifestation to come true. Mickie is done with the third book now, so Iknow I’d eventually get to behead Ace’s character, but not until pretty deep into filming with him constantly in the North, where everything is damp and depressing and, ugh, Idon’t want to go back.
I hear a door thud closed that Ididn’t even hear open, and spin around to startle at the sight of Jett. Ipull my AirPods out as he appears in the green room, smiling and mildly sweaty, and my heart does that familiar squish. He didn’t want me to hear him until tonight, and of course, Ipouted, but he said he wanted me to have unspoiled ears. Something about wanting me to reallysee himandfeel the crowd’s reaction to the new showandexperience it with themwas far too cute to say no to.
“Is that what you’re wearing tonight?” Ifail at holding in a laugh.
