Page 58 of Cruel Queen


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“Move,” he growls out the word into my mouth.

I try to sit up, but he holds me hostage with his mouth, so I slide up and down his body. The friction against my clit, along with his cock hitting every single right spot, is perfection.

“Max.”

“Mmm…” My hips start moving faster and faster, and before I can stop myself, I push off his chest and break our lips apart. My hands find my hair and pull as I ride him hard. Back and forth, back and forth, hitting every amazing position imaginable.

“Fuck, you’re beautiful,” he whispers, reaching up and massaging my breast. I drop one of my hands to cover his and hold on as I continue riding him.

This is pleasure and seduction all in one.

I can’t stop.

I’m not sure I would even if given the opportunity.

“That sweet, sweet pussy is milking the fuck out of my cock,” he growls, burying his head into my neck with a kiss that has me whimpering. And before I can come, he flips me, so I land on all fours, slamming right back into me from behind. The orgasm that was building is now intensifying.

“Don’t stop.”

“Like I could,” Max says, smacking my ass. My back arches, and I push back to take him all in. He thrusts in and back until my knees give way as I come with a shuddering scream.

He comes at the same time, pulling out and spilling his cum all over my back as I collapse to the ground. When I turn around, he’s holding his cock and shaking it over my back.

“Was that necessary?” I arch a brow.

“Fucking oath. Now, no other fucker will touch what’s mine. You smell like me, and that’s what I want.”

“You were once so well-spoken, and now you are nothing but a dirty talker.”

I smile. “Only to you.” He leans down and kisses my cheek as I lie there, spent and satisfied. “Don’t move. I’ll be back to collect you and wash you.”

“Is there a lake nearby?” I ask, stifling a yawn.

Who would have thought that my life now would be me getting fucked and sleeping? Growing up, it was about being taught how to fight, and now I’m more worried about when I can see Max again.

I think I may very well be in love with this man.

Once more, I wonder… can you love two men at the same time?

I think I just might.

Though, each love feels uniquely different.

Grim is silent and doesn’t take.

Max is happy to take and is far from silent with me.

Each man is opposite to the other, and each holds a spot in my heart.

I don’t want to tell Max that, though. He wouldn’t like that I still have feelings for Grim. But Grim and I will never go anywhere—it’s why it’s easier to say nothing.

Max and I—wewillgo places.

I see us lasting a lifetime.

At least, I hope.

I would never have dreamed in a million years I would want to be with someone other than my sisters.

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