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"Always only you."
"Then tell me something," I purred, sliding a hand between us to grasp his cock. "Do kings let whores mouth-fuck them? Do kings betray their queens?" I lowered the blade to his cock. "Maybe I should cut it off to remind you who it belongs to?"
Hissing out a sharp breath, Trig closed his fist over the hand I was using to hold the knife. Slowly raising my hand, he forced me to press the blade to my own throat. "Mi reina derrama sangre por su rey."
My queen sheds blood for her king…
Tilting his head to one side, he walked his fingers up my thigh and thrust upwards, pressing his hard cock against me. "Todavía eres una niña pequeña."
You are still a little girl…
"I am a woman," I corrected, chest rising and falling quickly, hissing out a sharp breath when I felt the sharp nick of the blade on my throat. "And I will kill every whore you put your hands on." Shifting on his lap, I rubbed my pussy against him. "Remember that, Trigger Laperro," I warned him, releasing a breathy moan when I felt him strain against me. "I am your woman, and I don’t take betrayal well."
Releasing a lust-filled groan, Trig sat forward and trailed his tongue over my cut, lapping at me, mirroring my previous actions.
"I own this throat," he growled, biting down hard on my neck and then suckling on my tender flesh. "And these –" Sliding a hand beneath my nightdress, he reached up and palmed my small breasts. "These tiny tits."
"Sí," I breathed, growing wet on his lap.
"And this," he continued, dropping a hand to cup me over my panties. "I will end up getting killed because of this virgin pussy."
Shivering, I released his cock and placed my hand on his shoulder, unable to smother the moan that escaped me when he rocked against me. "Please…"
"No estas listo para mi."
"Iamready for you." Narrowing my eyes, I leaned into the blade, daring him to cut me again. "Claim me, dammit!"
Eyes smoldering with heat, he traced a finger over my panties, circling my clit with one hand, while he held the blade to my throat with the other. "Soon."
"Now," I argued breathily, sagging against him.
“One more year,corderito," he coaxed. Setting the dagger down beside him, Trig leaned back on the couch, taking me with him. "And then we will belong only to each other."
"No." I shook my head, peppering his stubbly jaw with wet kisses. "Now."
"Wolves do not negotiate with lambs."
"Maybe I'm not a lamb," I told him. "Maybe I'm a wolf in sheep's clothing."
"When I claim you, I will belong only to you. No other woman. No whores. No mistresses. No other pussy. I swear that to you." He pressed a kiss to the cut on my throat. "Satisfied?"
I shook my head. "No."
"Then I will give myself to you in front of my god." He kissed me again, tongue snaking out to taste my flesh. "I will take a vow with you. I will give you my name." His lips hovered over my fluttering pulse. "Does this satisfy my queen?"
Trembling, I released a breathy moan. "No."
He chuckled softly. "Such a demanding lamb."
"I want all of those thingsnow," I breathed, rocking against him. “I’m tired of waiting.”
"Soon." Palming my aching breast with skillful fingers, he gently tweaked my nipple before sliding his hand back to rest on my hip. "But for now, I cannot make such promises."
Circling his thumb over the lining of my panties, he lightly tapped his thumb against my damp panties, sending a jolt of shockwaves through my clit.
"Why?" I strangled out, growing wetter.
"You know how our world works, my little lamb," he crooned. "You know I cannot be celibate – not even if I wanted to. My father would cut my throat if I refused to work or train the whores – and then who would take care of you? He would see it as weakness, and he would be correct because youaremy weakness."
