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She hurried through the last of the hooks on the corset and let it fall at her feet, rushing to get her skirt off. I needed her to remember that this was my palace and I gave the goddamned orders. No matter how much I needed to fuck her, I outranked her. I gave the commands.

“Slow the fuck down,” I growled.

She froze, fingers trembling, and looked up at me with big innocent eyes. Fear. I saw it there. And I groaned as my cock pulsed in my hand.

“I like you, you know,” she said softly, all mischief. She hooked her thumbs under the waistband and then she slowly, so fucking slowly, shifted her skirt to get to the long row of buttons that ran down from her ass.

“Oh yeah?” I said. “That works out then. Because I fucking worship you.”

She gave a sassy, bratty little “Mmm-hmm” into her closed pink lips, long lashes dusting her cheeks. One button gave way. And then she slowly moved to the next.

So this was the game we were gonna play then. The give and take. The command and conquer.

I stood, releasing my cock from my grip, and moved toward her, stepping into her to make her back up against the sofa that sat in front of the fireplace. I took the tiny buttons between my fingers, looking her in the eyes, making like I was going to undo them.

But instead, I ripped those motherfuckers off in one yank. They skittered over the floor like a handful of loose jewels.

Iris threw her head back with a sexy little giggle.

Fuck, that throat. I loved that throat.

While she still had her head thrown back, I wrapped my hand around her neck, keeping the skin of her throat taut and ready. Her giggle turned into a warm-honey moan. I went right for her throbbing pulse point on the left side, sucking hard, being dirty about it. I felt her melt in my hands. That spot on her neck—it made her knees weak when I teased her there. But as she wobbled, I caught her with one hand cradling the small of her back.

Still kissing her throat, I spun her around and then threw her back on the bed. I dropped to my knees between her legs and pulled her panties off with my teeth, inhaling hard to get a solid hit of her sweetness and salt. She was drenched already. I forced her thighs toward her chest to stretch out her slit and give me maximum access.

As I pinned her thighs back, my huge hands sinking into the soft white flesh at the backs, she grabbed her knees for me, moaning as my mouth met her opening.

I ate her out like it was my fucking job, like I had been starving all my goddamned life. True enough. I had. I’d been craving her before I even saw her, and ravenous like a hunting tiger ever since. I went right for her clit, giving her exactly what I knew she needed. Fuck the foreplay. I’d have a lifetime of teasing her. Tonight I needed every orgasm she could give me, and I needed the first one now.

Her moans rose into ecstasy as I shook my jaw against her cunt to intensify her pleasure. My stubble scratched against the raw flesh of her red opening.

“Oh shit,” she panted, her toes curling hard against my extended forearms. Even her little toes were sexy as hell. “Shit, shit, oh shit, Randal, I’m gonna…” Filthy words sounded so goddamned good from her pretty mouth. If I hadn’t loved her so much, I’d have hated her. Way too perfect. Way the fuck too perfect.

She came, hard and loud. Her back arched up and she dug her heels into my shoulders as she roared my name. I sucked her clit deep into my mouth as she did, telling her with my tongue and my mouth that she was such a good fucking girl and that she was all mine.

While she was still rolling with pleasure, I stood and placed myself at her opening. Her cheeks were flushed, and her eyes glazed, the sheen of tears catching glints of firelight.

Without warning and without hesitation, I plunged my cock into her, going deep until I slammed against her cervix. She sucked in a breath, like she’d been winded, and rose halfway up off the mattress. I shoved her back down and took her deep and hard, tipping her hips up so I met her g-spot with every thrust. Fuck, she felt so good. It was a pleasure so intense it was almost disorienting. All the bullshit of life, of kingship and ruling, fell away. And I became just another guy fucking his woman until she begged for him to go just a little softer. Please, please, please.

I didn’t. I gave her everything I had and more. Jack-hammering her until I thought I was going to crack the plaster on the wall, I imagined what I had been thinking about since the first time I saw her and ever since. Then I dragged her to the edge of the bed, pulled out just long enough to flip her onto her knees, and took her from behind. When she was on her knees, I could get into her deeper. And when it came to her cunt, deeper was always what I needed. “I’m going to fuck my baby into you tonight, Iris,” I snarled as my balls slapped against her clit.

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