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His hair was loose and flowing, shiny as though it had just been washed. His skin seemed to glow and those silver eyes were harsh.
He didn’t seem happy to see me. If anything, he looked angry. Was he mad that I’d gotten captured? That he’d put himself at risk for me?
Well, I hadn’t asked him to! I hadn’t asked for any of this! “If you’re just going to be pissed off at me, I can go somewhere else.” I mumbled the words without any of the fire I felt. My normal bravery where he was concerned had vanished.
It was hard to be brave when barefoot and wearing a nightgown that felt like air in some strange, drafty castle.
“I’m not pissed off,” he growled, the words hardly believable.
“Of course you’re not. Listen, I can see this isn’t a good time. I’ll just—”
He was across the room in three long strides, grabbing the back of my neck and crushing his lips over mine.
I gasped in surprise, and he wasted no time plundering my mouth with his tongue.
My fingers clutched his shirt, and his other hand ran down my back until he grabbed my ass and shoved his erection into me.
Fae, in general, were always graceful and composed.
Jaiden was neither of those things right now. He was fierce and primal and feral.
He devoured me, nipping at my lips and letting out a mixture of moans and growls.
And I was no better. I met him with just as much ferocity. My back hit the wall with enough force to bruise. I hadn’t even realized we’d moved.
Then he released my neck to grab my thighs. Like the animal I was becoming, I tugged up the nightgown as quick as I could before he gripped the back of my thighs, lifting me up to push his throbbing cock against my naked sex.
I groaned and grabbed his hair hard enough to hurt. “I need you,” I breathed, utterly wanton and gone.
“You have me,” he breathed against me as he used his hips to hold me up and undid his trousers with a hand. “I should’ve fucked you hard when I had the chance. I should’ve ruined this pussy for anyone else.” He freed his cock, and I let out a squeal when the smooth head touched my overly sensitive clit.
“Please...” There were so many ways I wanted to beg him, but words just wouldn’t come to me.
He gripped my hair and tugged my head back so he could meet my gaze. “You’re mine,” he said with so much conviction, it had to be a royal decree. “Tell me you’re mine.”
There was no way for me to resist, even if I wanted to. “I’m yours.”
Before the words were out, he slid deep inside me with one fierce thrust.
I screamed, the pain and pleasure hitting me hard.
Once he was fully seated, he paused, but only for a second. “I can’t—”
Then he was pulling back and pumping into me. Each thrust was so hard that my entire body rubbed against the wall, the friction making me burn.
He was trying to tell me he couldn’t hold back. Good. I didn’t want him to hold back.
He kissed me once more, before moving his lips down my neck, biting and sucking and licking. Was he drawing blood? I couldn’t even tell. I was solely focused on meeting each of his thrusts.
His giant cock hit my cervix with each pump, and the pain just made everything else more intense.
When he reached for the neckline of the nightgown, he ripped it as though it were tissue paper, baring my breasts to his hungry gaze. He moved back and took in my breasts bouncing with each thrust and groaned.
“Fuck, I need you to come for me,” he moaned.
“Then fuck me harder, King.”
The words set him off like a bullet, and when he took a nipple in his mouth while grabbing my ass so hard I was sure it would bruise, the orgasm took over.
We screamed together before everything went black.
