Possessing the Princess

11

ARIS

AS SOON AS I said those words, Roya turned cold eyes on me. “I was right. This”—she waved one elegant hand around—“was always about my father.”

She seemed much less enthralled by the beaten gold bracelets than just moments before. The gift I’d had Yas deliver in the morning. At that point, I’d decided against giving Roya the cuffs. I’d been intent on making a clean precise break with her.

Now, I needed to stamp my claim on her in some visible way.

I’d revealed more than I’d ever intended to this woman, told her more about myself and my background than even Yasmin knew.

I’d also finally admitted that there was, in fact, nothing sexual between Yas and me. Roya’s outrage amused me almost as much as her jealousy had.

The princess had somehow burrowed deeper inside than I’d expected. Blyad. I couldn’t get over the fact she’d given me her virginity, and I would never forget the intense, hot, and wet sensation of her untouched pussy pulling me in.

I inclined my head toward her. “At first, yes. I kept you solely because you were a useful commodity when it came to dealing with your father.”

Whirling away, Roya attempted to flee from the room.

I grasped her arm and spun her back. I cupped her face, resting my thumbs beside her mouth.

“You know it’s become so much more than that, prinkípissa.” My voice was gritty, rough and churned up.

“I don’t know that at all, Aris.” Her sumptuous lips flattened.

“Of course you do.” I skimmed slow circles on her neck, feeling her pulse kick. “You wouldn’t have given yourself to me the way you did earlier, and I wouldn’t have bared the truth of my past to you, if this wasn’t more than either of us had anticipated.”

I gave her as much of the truth as I could.

Her gaze flitted away before returning to mine. In those obsidian irises, I saw a new dimension of trust, cursing myself because I’d eventually break that too.

“Can I put the jewelry on you?” I dragged my fingertips from her collarbone to the slopes of her shoulders and then down to her slim wrists.

When still she hesitated, I dipped my mouth over hers. I persuaded her, tracing both lips until her gasp hit me. I pulled her into me as I drew more sensuous circles, that time with my tongue languidly caressing hers.

“Can I?” I murmured against her lips.

Her expression cleared of everything but burgeoning lust. “Yes.”

This new triumph with Roya made me want to crow.

“Good girl,” I praised her.

After picking up one of the slimmer bracelets, I opened the hinge and fitted the gold circlet around her wrist. I did the same with the second, making sure both were sized correctly and wouldn’t abrade her skin.

Then I took a tiny gold key from the case and, catching Roya’s eyes, I locked the bangles into place. Inlaid in the designs were even D-rings flush with the metal, just waiting to be attached to a variety of chains.

Roya’s eyes widened. “They’re locked?” She inspected the new bracelets dangling on her dainty wrists. “Why?”

I kneeled in front of her with the other pair in my hand, glancing up the line of her body. “Because I want some part of me on you at all times, that’s why. No one can take them off but me.”

A tight shudder worked through her, my demand enflaming her arousal such that her nipples popped up against the shirt.

Down at her bare feet, I fitted the other two larger bangles and locked them closed too.

Standing, I took my time studying her. She kept her chin raised, never shrinking, not in front of me. Da. I enjoyed what I saw. Her, in just my shirt that brushed her thighs and was open except for two buttons. The addition of the jewelry was a symbol of my possession, and the sight of her made my cock jump.

Her eyes heavy with sensuality, she asked, “Aris, can you fuck me again now?”

My growl resounded through the room. “I thought you’d never ask.”

I shucked off my jeans while she shed the shirt, and I thought of all the filthy things I wanted to do to her now that I’d branded her in some way. Her nipples stood proud, dark nuggets of flesh high on those soft hills, and the downy triangle of hair above her pussy caught glimmers of light.

Releasing a groan, I moved onto the bed and reclined against the head on a nest of pillows.

For a moment, Roya perused me as I’d done her. Her gaze wandered from my face to my chest and lingered on the tats. From there, her eyes paused at my hard, flexing abs, my cock and balls.

I smirked as her gaze moved no farther.

Standing beside the bed, she rested her fingers on the covers beside my thigh. “Can I . . . ?”

“Do whatever you want to me.”

I’d let her have her way with me, because what this was—us—was supposed to have ended today.

This would be, had to be, the final time. And didn’t that just wrench all the breath from my body?

Didn’t her wicked ministrations torque my body, make fire spread, grab onto my balls and twist me hard.

Roya followed every carnal whim, and I had to wonder if she’d fantasized about me for half as long as I’d thought about her.

Exploring, sucking, licking, she navigated my entire body with her sinful tongue and nimble fingers. Unerringly, she discovered the spot on the side of my throat that made me grunt, the sensitive ridge of muscles darting down my groin that had me thrashing. The sweet minx made me nearly mindless, taking my cock into her mouth and sucking until my seed almost spilled.

She had her way with me until my harsh breathing and hoarse grunts charged across the room.

“Are you ready to fuck me? Because I will not last much longer.” I had to keep my hands off her body or I’d flip her down and fill her furiously.

The laugh of a temptress whispered up the length of my rigid and upright cock. “Yes, Aris.”

“I better check.” Impatiently reaching out, I immediately hauled her above my face.

I gave her little time to anchor herself with fingers clutched to the head of the bed before I just fucking devoured her.

I ate her as hungrily as I wanted with little finesse at all, gorging myself on simmering, sexy pussy. I pulled her down by her fleshy ass and then filled a palm with her pretty tits, strumming her nipples and widening my entire mouth over her cunt.

She came while my cock dripped with a glaze of precum and her saliva, and I made myself stop.