Page 117 of Corrupt Princess


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Right now, I need them, and I’m not in any kind of position to question anything.

Needing to do something, I slide my hand down his cock, simultaneously sweeping my thumb over the tip, coating him in his own wetness.

“No, Bri. Stop,” he commands. His voice is so stern, so demanding, that I have no choice but to follow.

My heart sinks and my fingers instantly release him.

“I-I’m sorry, I thought—”

“Fuck that, Brianna,” he scolds, wrapping his hands around the backs of my thighs, lifting me from my feet and giving me little choice but to enclose my legs around his waist.

I gasp when his length brushes against my more-than-ready pussy.

“Fuck, that feels—”

“Take me,” I beg as he walks us into the massive walk-in shower. I thought the one in his bedroom was impressive, but this… this is the size of most people’s entire bathrooms.

I shudder as he presses my back against the cold tiles.

“Brace yourself.”

A scream rips from my lips as ice-cold water rains down on both of us.

“You fucking cu—” My insult is swallowed by his lips as he resumes the kiss he broke only a few minutes ago.

Clenching my thigh muscles, I attempt to climb him like a tree to get into a better position, but he holds me too tight to have any success.

“I didn’t bring you in here to fuck you like an animal, Brianna,” he growls in my ear after kissing along the line of my jaw.

“Liar,” I hiss, making him chuckle.

“It’s true,” he whispers. “I told myself when we were in the lift that I was going to come in here and prove to you that everything I said I wanted in that letter is true. That I was going to show you by any means necessary that I’m serious, that you’re the only one for me. When I look into my future, you are the only one I see.

“But then I walked inside and saw you covered in blood, and I’m sure my entire life flashed before my eyes.

“Then I discovered the truth, and fuck, I didn’t think it was possible to want you any more than I already did. But… you killed for us, Bri. You’re one of us; no matter what, I’m never letting you get away now. Ever.

“You’re mine. You can fight, scream, kick, and punch all you like. But I’ll take it all. Because you’re it for me, Brianna Andrews. Every defiant, sexy, corrupt inch of you.

“And as much as I might want to take you right now, I won’t, because I owe you more than that.”

“Fuck that, Nico.”

“I’m serious. You’re my fucking queen, and you deserve to be treated as such.”

My heart pounds like a fucking bass drum in my chest as he pins me to the wall with just his hips, reaching out to grab the shower gel and sponge.

“Before I worship you until you have no choice but to forgive me and accept everything I’m telling you as fact, I’m going to wash every bit of that motherfucker from your skin, because the only person’s blood you should ever wear is mine.”

There are so many fucking things wrong with that statement, but I don’t have a clue what they are in that moment as he makes the sponge erupt with bubbles and brings it to my neck.

He works in silence as he diligently cleans every inch of me, just like he promised.

My skin erupts in goosebumps with every brush of the sponge and every caress of his hands.

My chest heaves as I watch him care for me, and by the time he drops to his knees before me, I can barely breathe through the emotion that clogs my throat and the desire that floods my body.

The sponge glides down one thigh while his hand mirrors the move on the other until he gets down to my ankles.

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