Page 95 of King of Wrath


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But I did.

Whatever the reason, I never wanted this to end.

He pressed my legs as wide open as possible, burying his face in my wetness, licking up and down as if I was the perfect flavor of ice cream. I was so alive that I wasn’t certain I could breathe any longer.

I clamped my fingers around the sheet, tugging at the material. “Oh. Oh. Oh.” I licked my lips as stars floated in front of my eyes. How could anything feel so damn good?

There was no way of knowing how long he licked me, thrusting his tongue and several fingers inside. He was a master of manipulation, bringing me close to the edge just like he’d done before, refusing to allow me the satisfaction. I was his toy to play with, his puppet and he was the puppet master, and I didn’t care that I’d lost myself in what I’d once called a monster.

He was my everything.

I tossed my head back and forth, the sensations too intense. “Please let me come. Please.”

“I don’t know. You’re such a bad girl.”

“I’ll be good. I promise. Sir.” I laughed wistfully after issuing the words. Maybe he had broken me after all.

“Mmm…” He sucked on my pussy lips then plunged all four of his fingers deep inside, ravaging my pussy until I couldn’t take it any longer. “Then come for me. Come…”

There was no stopping my body’s response. I shivered all over as the climax tore through me like a tidal wave. I was so out of breath there were no sounds, the stimulation unlike any time before. This man… this amazing man was able to drag me to such ecstasy that I’d never be able to come down from the plateau.

He refused to stop, driving me to the point of another savage orgasm. My entire body shook, my mind one fuzzy mess, and it was without a doubt the most intense experience of my life. Only when it slowly started to fade did I ease back onto the pillows, blinking several times in some worthless, crazy effort to see.

There were no words expressed, no promise of what was to come. He simply moved on top, sliding the tip of his cock against my slickness. Then he crushed me with the full weight of his body as he thrust the entire length of his cock inside.

His thick, beautiful cock.

“Fucking perfect and all mine,” he whispered, his voice almost unrecognizable.

I wrapped both legs around his hips, clasping my feet together. He rolled his hips, driving into me with such ferocity all I could do was moan. His actions were brutal, but as he pulled away, his eyes piercing mine, he eased my arms over my head, clasping our fingers together.

And for the next few moments, we rocked together, staring into each other’s eyes as we coupled in an entirely different way. This was making love, a feast of the heart as well as the soul. There was such sadness in his eyes, the weight of years of guilt and heartache, but there was also more hope than I could have ever imagined seeing in him.

The seconds passed into moments, the pleasure building to another moment of rapture. Panting, I squeezed my muscles and could sense he was close to coming. I wanted us to do so together.

He ground his hips, trying to hold back, but the bliss and intensity of our heated bodies was too great. As he threw his head back and roared, erupting deep inside, I climaxed again, the electricity between us soaring.

Seconds later, he lowered his head, hid chest heaving.

“You will be my wife, Sarah. Mine to hold and cherish. Mine to protect and honor. Mine. Until the end of time.”

As soon as he said the words, I trembled, replacing the last five words with those of my own.

Until death do us part.

* * *

He held me, cuddling my back against his chest, the sheets lightly pulled over both of us. I tenderly rubbed his arm, uncertain whether or not he was asleep, refusing to move for fear of waking him. I marveled at the way the dogs remained just inside the room, giving me a little space while performing their duty of protecting us.

Protection.

The thought still scared me.

He exhaled and cupped my breast, squeezing until I whimpered. “What are you thinking about?” he asked.

Whether or not you’re going to die.

Whether the unknown boogeyman will come barging into this house.

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