Stealing Beauty (Possessing Beauty Book 2)

Holy. Shit.

I gasped for air, my whole world spinning at the intensity of the pleasure rolling through my body. My pussy clenched at his thick girth, my whole body tingling and shivering at the sensation of being so filled like that!

“Mine,” he growled, leaning up, slipping a hand into my hair, and pulling me down to his mouth. He kissed me fiercely, his cock throbbing inside of me.

“Yours,” I gasped, shivering in pleasure as I slowly rocked my hips on him, feeling him pulsing so hard inside.

“And now, my queen,” he purred. “Now I want you to bounce that sweet little pussy up and down every inch of my big cock until your honey drips from my balls.” His lips moved to my ear, making me gasp as his teeth grazed my skin.

“I want you to fuck this cock until you scream,” he growled, making me moan. “I want to feel my queen’s pussy cum all over my cock, and then I’m really going to fuck you.”

With a small cry, I rose up on his shaft, whimpering as I felt my lips gripping at his thickness, and I kept going, gasping, until I could feel just the head inside. I panted, taking a small breath, before I slowly sank all the way back down, feeling every damn royal inch of him fill me.

His hands grabbed my ass tightly, fingers digging into my skin as I started to slide up and down, slowly bouncing on his cock and letting the pleasure roll through me. Magnus eased back against the headboard, hands still on my ass as I started to ride him. I moaned loudly, my hands on his chest, fingers clawing at his skin as I raised my ass up and down, letting his cock sheath inside of me again and again.

We started to move faster, my tight pussy gripping his slippery, throbbing shaft tighter and tighter. My moans filled the room, mingling with his masculine groans and the wet sounds of our bodies coming together.

I moved faster, my eyes closing and my hair tumbling around my face as I just started to ride him, I yelped as I felt his palm connect with my ass with a spanking slap. The pleasure flooded through me as the heat from him spanking me tingled over my skin.

“Ride that fat cock, Princess,” he groaned, his palm coming down to spank my ass again. I cried out in pleasure, squealing and moaning for him as I started to bounce up and down every damn inch of him. He speared into me again and again, his balls slapping against my ass and my clit dragging over his thick shaft. His hands slid up my body, cupping my breasts and teasing my nipples as he started to buck his hips up to meet mine, slamming his huge cock into me again and again.

The room spun, my pulse thundered in my ears, and I could feel my whole body start to shatter. I was going to cum riding my husband’s big dick, and that thought alone pushed me even higher.

“I want you to cum for me, Imogen,” he growled, his cock thrusting in and out of me as the moans tumbled from my lips. “Cum on my big cock, Princess,” he hissed. “Your pussy is mine, and I want to feel it cum, right now.”

He thrust in deep just as I sank down on him, his fingers rolled my nipples, and my clit ground against him.

And I shattered.

I screamed as I came, my whole body erupting in fire and pleasure as I went to pieces on him. He kept thrusting, his hand holding me tight as his glorious cock drove in and out of me, carrying me from one climax to another, making me scream his name until I was sure I was going to pass out from the pleasure.

Slowly, he let me down, and I collapsed onto his chest with a slow, contented moan. I panted into his skin, feeling his strong powerful arms wrap tight around me.

“And now you’re mine, my queen,” he purred into my ear.

“I was yours from the second I walked into that room,” I whispered back.

I felt him grin.

“I know.”

I giggled, rolling my eyes as I pulled away to look him in the eye. “Has anyone ever told you you’re a little cocky?”

He shrugged. “Nope, never heard that one.”

He grinned, winking at me.

“You’ve got quite the big ego, my love,” I whispered, biting my lip.

“The word you’re looking for is cock, Princess.”

I laughed, but then suddenly gasped as he quickly spun us over. I moaned as his hand pinned mine to the bed above my head, his cock still buried inside of me.

“I’m not done with you yet,” he growled as he slowly withdrew until just the head was nestled inside.

“I would hope you’re never done with me,” I whimpered.