He doesn't stop thrusting as he fists my hair and pulls me up onto my knees. He kisses and sucks my neck, telling me all the filthy things he wants to do to me, and my body obeys.
“Give me your mouth,” he demands, sending a wave of heat through me.
He kisses me hard before letting me go, and I fall back onto the bed on all fours. He thrusts harder, hitting something deep inside of me, and my body shivers with desire.
“Henrik,” I call out for him because I don’t understand what's happening.
Over and over he hits the spot deep inside of me as his fingers rub my clit. It’s all too much, and I scream when the pleasure hits me harder than ever before. Black spots dance in my eyes, and my orgasm explodes from within. I collapse on the bed and feel Henrik slip out as his cum drips between my thighs. He falls beside me on the bed, and I close my eyes, overwhelmed by all the sensations.
“I’m going to get you some food and see what my brother and your sister are up to. You rest.” I nod my head in agreement, not opening my eyes, and he lets out a laugh. I’m not sure I could stand on my own feet right now anyway.
It takes a few minutes to come down from the high, and eventually I roll over onto my back. I eye the door, already missing Henrik. I knew if he ever really got his hands on me, I’d be done for, and I was right.
Getting off the bed, I go in search of something to wear. I pause at the door when I hear voices outside.
“Jade, is there something I can help you with?” a man’s voice asks.
“I was told when the brides got here I was to train them on their duties and obligations to the crown.
“They only got here yesterday. I’m sure they’ll be busy for the next few days enjoying their honeymoon,” he responds.
“After doing some checking, this is going to be harder than I thought. We should start as soon as possible.” She huffs a breath, and my stomach drops.
“I think this can wait. We don’t want to overwhelm the ladies. It would be best if we do this slowly and over time,” the man suggests.
“I suppose but there’d likely be pushback. I’ll work up a new plan.”
A plan to manipulate us? I stand there for a long moment until I can no longer hear them.
Henrik lied. He had every intention of changing us. Asshole. All this be who you are was a load of bullshit. If he wanted someone who would smile prettily like a doll with fake giggles, he picked the wrong woman. I left all that behind when I left the foster system, and I don’t pretend anymore.
I have to find my sister.
When I poke my head out of the door, I recall Henrik telling me that my sister was on the other side of the estate. I debate if I should run now or form a better plan to get the plane ready. I have no idea where my cell phone is, so that’s pointless. My emotions get the best of me, and I start making my way down the hall to the other side of the castle.
Allison and Magnus’s wing is similar to ours, so it’s easily to figure where the master suite is. When I push open the door, I glance around but don’t see anyone. When I slip inside, relief fills me when I spot Allison in the closet.
“There you are!” I run over to my sister. “I’ve been looking everywhere for you.” I grab her wrist and pull her with me.
“What are you doing?” She pulls back on my hold.
“What am I doing? We’re getting the hell out of here.” What else might we be doing?
“You married him?” she says softly, grabbing my hand to look at the ring. I should take it off and toss it, but it’s a parting gift, I suppose. It’s mine now.
“So?” I shrug, trying to downplay it. “You got married too.” I roll my eyes at her resistance. We don’t have much time here. “Now they trust us and we can make our escape.”
“They’ll just find us again. You know we can’t run forever.” That is likely true, but I’m not staying here to be someone’s doll to dress up for the public and fuck at night between his duties.
“No, we’ll be smarter this time.” I smirk. I know him better now.
“You don’t like it here?” she asks. “We’d get to stay together.” I stare at her. That was a dream we’ve always had. She doesn't want to leave. I know I have to tell her. I don’t want to. Her heart is softer than mine. I always try to take the heat that comes our way to shield her.