Page 22 of Rise To Power


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Her knees were bent, with her feet braced on the bed, and her thighs tightly closed.

“Don’t hide from me.” Her insecurity was showing. I wanted her to fuck me the same way she challenged me at dinner. Passionate, fierce, and defiant. “Our world trains their sons to be merciless, and it demands their daughters conform to the will of her husband. Our marriage can be more than a contract.”

“I’ve never seen the contract, only been told that I’ve been promised to you.”

“Promised to be my wife, but I’m going to take more. I want all of you. Not only will you speak vows before God, but you’ll make vows to me.”

Pressure built in my chest and possessiveness flared through me.

“I’m not a forgiving man. If you allow another man to touch you, I’ll kill him. Your body is mine.” I grazed my fingers over her arm where her mother had grasped her. “I heard your mother before dinner. She had her hands on you. That will never happen again. Make no mistake. From tonight forward, you belong to me.”

She lowered her gaze, but when she refocused on my face, her eyes sparked with fire. “After overhearing you, I wanted to prove you wrong. I wanted youto wantto fuck me. My dress didn’t meet with her approval.”

“From the moment you entered the room, you were all I could see. You’re a beautiful woman. Men are always going to want to fuck you.”

“I only care if you want me.” A small smile curved her lips. “I hated that you thought of your mistress. Tonight was supposed to be mine.”

Her father promised me her purity, but I’d never cared. I’d hoped she’d found someone to get her off so that I wouldn’t be burdened with the task. Now, I seethed with the thought of another man near her. I’d fucking kill him. And I’d enjoy watching the life drain from his mutilated body.

There was no delicate way to ask about her experiences. “Are you a virgin?”

“Yes, but—” She rested a hand on my chest. “I’ve touched myself. I’ve come with your name on my lips, but I’ve only wanted to be yours.”

I stilled as her nails scored the hair on my chest. “Open for me, topolina.”

Her thighs parted, but just enough to invite the touch of my hand.

“Fuck,” I cursed as I slid a finger through her slick, hot folds. Liquid heat drenched her. With the tip of my finger, I rimmed her opening.

I couldn’t resist another taste of her mouth. Her lips were soft against mine as I kissed her. Tongues tangled as I savored her again and again. At the same time, I penetrated her with my finger. Inner tissue melted against the invasion.

She whimpered as I worshipped her body with my mouth, touching my tongue to the soft skin of her neck. Hovering over her, braced on one elbow, I curled my fingers inside her.

Her tentative touch grazed along my torso, lower across my abdominals, and slid onto my hip.

I kissed her again, sinking into the dark, delicious depths of her mouth. Her tongue glided against mine. I cradled her breast in my palm and pinched the nipple into a hardened bead.

“I’m yours,” she said against my lips. “Are you going to be mine?”

I didn’t answer her. I flicked my tongue along her jaw. I’d show her she was mine. Moving down her body, I laved her nipple, sucking hard on the tip. Her flesh was soft and smooth, and carried the clean taste of our shower.

Shifting over her, I split her thighs and positioned between them. She lifted onto her elbows. Her gaze locked on mine as I licked the rim of her bellybutton.

“Every part of you is mine.” I breathed in the scent of her arousal. A feral need surged through me as I closed my mouth over her pussy, sliced the blade of my tongue through her folds, and curled it around her clit.

Allegra flopped to her back, stretched her arms over her head, and arched. “Marco,” she whimpered as she fisted the blanket. Her neck stretched as her head angled back, and her pelvis rocked into me.

I wedged my palms under her ass and lifted her to my mouth. I feasted on her cunt, sucking the sweetness from her folds, and drilling my tongue into her tight, virgin hole.

My gut clenched as my cock hardened. I wanted inside her, to possess her. I wanted to believe her words. Somehow, the young girl had fallen for the monster, saving herself for me, waiting until I’d come to ravage her.

As her body crested, I closed my eyes, relishing her surrender. Flutters rippled through her channel as her cream bathed my lips.

Innocence had never tasted so much like sin.

Chapter Three

Marco

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