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“Principessa, I will do that every fucking night.” I step toward her, and she practically purrs as I cradle her head in my hands and bend to take her lips in a kiss. Our tongues dance and fight, seeking each other’s taste. I growl against her moan, my cock growing painfully hard.
“My love, did I not satiate your appetite after making love for hours today?”
“You did, but that doesn’t mean you stopped me from wanting to keep you satiated.”
I cradle her face and eye her expression. “What is going on in that head of yours?”
She bites her lip and giggles. “Can you hand me my lipstick from my purse?” she asks, the change of subject and the fact that she’s asking for lipstick throwing me off a bit. I look her over once more before going to grab what she wants. I keep my eyes on her over my shoulder as I pull it out, then my dress shoes carry me back across the room.
“Here. Why the lipstick? You plan to dress up and run, to hitchhike?” It’s a joke but also somewhat of a worry. My woman could leave at any moment; she is not afraid to fight for what she wants anymore, and I stand to lose her if she decides I’m too crazy for her.
She takes it, pops off the lid, then slowly rolls the lipstick up. The color is a fiery red; she wore it the night I took her.
“There will be beautiful women there. Ones who will want what’s mine.” She glides it along her lips, and I watch, mesmerized by her. How can she make putting on lipstick so fucking sexy? “They will eye-fuck you, try to lure you. While I wait here in the castle for my beast to come home to me… praying he doesn’t fall prey to their seduction.”
“Never—”
She stops me with a pointer finger held in the air, coating her top lip with her other hand, then rubbing her lips together. “So, if you do, and they dare get a chance to have what’s mine, I want them to know someone else claimed you before they did. Let my lipstick smeared on your cock be a reminder that no one can make you come like I can.”
“What are you—? Oh fuck, principessa,” I groan when she cups my now-hard cock through my dress slacks.
“I want you to come in my mouth. I want my mark on you all night.” She unzips my pants first, then unclasps the button at the top.
“You think there is any other woman who could make me go as mad as you do?” I ask, peering down at my captive. God, she’s fucking stunning, a siren inside such an innocent exterior. And she wants to suck my cock and mark me to let the world know I belong to her as much as she belongs to me?
I’m in trouble.
“No, but it would be best that you remember me while you’re away tonight, Doctor.”
“Do it then, Bella. Mark me as yours.”
With that, she obeys, taking my cock out. The thick tip is dark with arousal, throbbing for her to take it. The moment her red lips close around the wide head, I can’t help the groan that leaves my mouth. Dropping my head back on my shoulders, I take in every sensation as she starts to slide down my length, inch by inch. “You have such a slutty little mouth, and it’s made to please only me, isn’t it, baby?”
She whimpers around my length, the vibrations stirring up the dominant lover in me. Looking down, my jaw goes lax, my head tilts slightly, and my hand grips her hair to keep it out of her face. I want the full view of her sucking my cock as if it were her last meal.
The sight of this woman captivating me and consuming me, sucking my cock, is a work of art. The scene should be painted and hung in galleries. I would almost let that happen if I wasn’t so possessive. Only I get this. Her. Untamed. Dirty. Messy and fucking crazy. Thrusting my hips, I sink into her mouth a little more, wanting her so badly to gag on my thick, nearly violent-looking dick. She looks up into my eyes, giving a knowing look.
She understands I want her to take it like a whore, because for me, she’s mine—mine to treat like that in the bedroom and a princess outside these four walls filled with our moans and dirty, animalistic fucking. Arabella is gold to me, a fragile masterpiece I want to protect and preserve. But when we get naked and our hands on one another, it’s anything but delicate. It’s completely raw and unhinged. Two feral predators clawing for dominance.
“I’m going to come. Swallow it all,” I growl, and she gets to work, pumping my cock faster. I match her movements, my thrusts meeting her sucks. My spine tingles, my balls tighten, and my body lights up in a blaze.
