Stealing Beauty (Possessing Beauty Book 2)

“To add to my collection,” I grinned.

She blushed. “You really have my panties?”

“I do.”

“And you really—” She blushed harder.

“Stroked my cock with them, imagining it was your sweet pussy stroking up and down my shaft? Yes.”

She groaned.

I slipped my jacket and shirt off, kicking my pants away. My briefs followed suit, and I grinned as I watched her eyes drop to my huge cock.

“All yours, my queen,” I murmured as I sat on the bed and moved back against the headboard. “All yours. Come here,” I beckoned.

She nodded, panting as she knelt on the bed and knee-walked towards me.

“Up here,” I growled.

“You want me to—”

“I want you to spread those legs around my head, and sit that pretty ass down on my mouth,” I groaned.

She moaned, but slowly, she did as I told. I growled as her sweet cunt settled over my lips. One hand went to her ass, holding her tight as my tongue pushed deep into her sweet folds.

She whimpered, settling down more onto my face, and I groaned as I took her panties in the other hand and wrapped them around my throbbing hard cock. I began to stroke myself as I pushed my tongue deep into her pussy.

“I want you to fuck yourself with my tongue,” I growled.

My hand moved her, showing her how to rock back and forth on my mouth. She whimpered, throwing her head back — her long red hair cascading everywhere and her soft pink nipples hardening on her creamy tits as she gasped.

She started to move her hips, bucking on my face as I growled. My hands palmed her sweet ass, my tongue dragging over her lips and her clit as she moved her hips. My hand pumped my cock harder and harder, her soaked little panties wrapped around it. I growled like an animal as my hand moved her higher, and before she could object, my tongue settled on her puckered little ass.

She yelped, almost pulling away, but I held her fast. She moaned like a girl possessed, bucking her hips faster and the moans falling from her lips as I tongued her little asshole and made her squeal. I moved back to her pussy, my tongue curling over her clit, really making her cry out.

She started to move her hips faster and faster, her juices coating my chin. My cock pulsed in my hand, and the raw need for her clawed at me. I wanted to pin her to that bed and sink every inch inside of her. I wanted to claim that maidenhead and fill her with my cum.

But no. That would wait for our wedding bed. I still needed to feel that pussy on my cock, though.

She squealed as I pulled her down, her legs straddling me as my hands grabbed her hips. I tossed the panties aside and settled that soaking wet slit of hers on my shaft, her lips spreading on either side of it. And then I started to fuck her. I wasn’t going inside, but I held her fast and slammed my hips up against her, my cock sliding over her clit again and again, making her cry out.

She started to shake, her hair tumbling down in my face, her cries crashing over me. I leaned up, capturing a pink nipple in my lips and sucking hard as I ground against her again and again.

I could feel the cum boiling in my balls, my cock throbbing hard against her — dripping and sticky with her juices and my pre-cum.

This was going to be my queen.

The mother of my heirs.

Mine.

With a roar, I yanked her hard against me, thrust once more, and suddenly just let go. I could feel her coming, her pussy flooding my cock and balls with juices just as I erupted. The cum rushed from my balls out through my cock, spurting out in thick ropes. Cum covered my abs and coated her belly. A few spurts even reached the underside of her breast as we both crashed tougher, screaming into each other’s mouths.

We slowed, until our slick, sticky bodies rubbed slowly together.

“Yes,” she whispered. “Yes yes yes.”

I grinned as I wrapped her in my arms. “I haven’t asked yet,” I chuckled. “Not officially.”

“Well, I’m going to say yes.”

I spun her over, watching her gasp as I lay next to her and brought my hand between her legs. My fingers found her molten, slippery cunt, and immediately, I slid two easily inside.

She moaned.

I started to pump them in and out, catching her still coming down from her recent climax.

“Princess Imogen,” I groaned, my thumb brushing over her clit and making her start to immediately seize up as the pleasure rocked through her.

“Will you…”

I fingered her faster, my hand grinding against her pussy as she struggled to keep her eyes open and on me.