Page 70 of We Will Reign


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I give her the shallow end of my cock with gentle care. “Tell me if I hurt you.”

I’m not expecting to hear cries of pain because her pussy might be untouched by dick, but my fingers have already spread her wide.

Every cell in my body quivers in delight as her walls close around my cock. I feed it to her inch by inch, watching as her nails bed into the brick wall. Chin down, head hung low, she pants audibly.

I lean over her, my chest cloaking her back. The heat of her skin warms the cold blood in my veins. It’s everything I thought it would be. So wet, so warm, so fucking tight.

My eyes roll into the back of my head as I enter her completely. She’s all mine now. I bring one hand around to her front, cupping her breast. These tits, this ass, this pussy—all mine.

Her back arches, legs spread impossibly wide.

Choking on emotions, I feel like a goddamn king. As if I’ve just crowned my queen.

Rolling the bud of her nipple between my fingers, I pinch with enough force to elicit a whimper out of her. The sounds she makes have me fucking her faster and faster, desperate to hear more of her pleas. Her forehead presses to the wall, moving slightly with each thrust. She moans and cries and clenches around my cock.

I grab another fistful of her hair, lifting her head so she doesn’t bruise her beautiful face on the wall because I have every intention of fucking her harder.

“Does that hurt, Angel.”

When she doesn’t say anything, I pull her head back farther until I can see her face to make sure she’s free of pain. “Am I hurting you?”

“No,” she mumbles. “Keep going.”

Her words appease me. “That’s what I wanted to hear.” My lips brush her forehead and I whisper, “I wanna watch your face when I come inside you.”

I’m on the brink of explosion but not ready for this to be over, so my movements freeze, her pussy full of my cock.

“Don’t stop,” she begs. “Please keep going.”

Her words light a fire inside me. A flame that won’t go out anytime soon.

“Fuck, Angel. I don’t want this to end.”

I tug her hair harder, watching her face while I resume fucking her.Crushing her ass with my pelvic bone, I give her every inch of my cock. I pant and groan and curse. Our souls connect on a new level as I plant the first of many seeds inside my angel.

Her mouth gapes. Cries ring out around us, echoing in my ears. Mixing with my own. This, right here, is why I exist. It’s a sound that will forever be etched in my memory. One I will replay on the lonely nights while I stroke my cock, imagining it’s her mouth sucking me off.

As I come down, I keep moving, wishing this wasn’t the end. Fearful of what comes next. Will she be cursed with a mountain of regret? Or will she finally realize our futures don’t exist without one another?

When Riley slackens her back, the tension falling from her shoulders, I let go of her hair. Her hands leave the wall and each simple movement is a reminder that this moment has passed and it’s time to face whatever comes next.

I slide out of her, remnants of my orgasm dripping from my cock along with a tinge of blood—proof that I was her first. Riley turns around, covering her breasts with her hands. I peel one from her chest, then the other, holding them tightly. “Don’t ever hide yourself from me. I want to see every flawless speck of your skin.”

I’m trying to get a feel for her mood, but her expression is so stoic. So void of emotion. I drop her hand and then cradle her head in my palms. “Tell me what you’re thinking.”

She steps back, taking a sliver of my heart in the process. Another step, and it’s as if she literally wants to tear my heart from my chest.

My eyes are wide with horror, proof of how much she’s hurting me. “Say something, Angel.”

“I…I don’t know what to say.”

I pull her face to mine, but she resists me. Tears sting the corners of my eyes, and I squeeze her face harder. I can literally feel the blood rushing to my head, clogging my emotions. “Don’t you dare do this to us. We can be together now.”

Her tongue drags across her dry lips, and she tries to cover herself again, legs crossed at the ankles. “I need my clothes.”

“Why?” I shout so loudly she jerks. “Why do you want to hide your body from me after it just became mine?”

“I’m…I’m not yours, Ridge. I don’t belong to anyone.”

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