Royal Obsession (Fated Royals 3)

Owning you. Taking you. Ruling you.

I was one tip of my hips away from pressing into her—one stream of saliva away from ravaging all three of her openings in one night. My cock throbbed at the thought and I felt my balls filling up again. Fuck almighty, she was turning me into an animal. It was really goddamned tempting. But damn it, her anus was tiny. My cock was huge. She needed stretching out first.

I teased her bud once more, because I couldn’t resist.

“You’ve got plenty of holes for me to fuck. And you better believe that once I teach you how to handle me, I’m going to take them all. Again and again.”

Once I’d pumped her full of all the seed in my balls, I pulled her against me in bed, spooning her from behind. Though I couldn’t see her face, I could tell by the slight change in her breathing that she was thinking about something.

And it didn’t take long before she said, “Maksim. When you said you were going to take all my holes…”

She was the purest, sweetest, most naïve little thing. I fucking loved ruining every bit of her, step by step. I rolled her onto her back slightly to get a look at her face. “All of them.”

She searched my face. “I’m assuming we’re not talking about ears and nostrils here.”

I traced the curve of her cheekbone. “I mean, you’ll look fucking gorgeous with your face splattered in my cum. But no. I meant your ass.”

Again, there was that fearful, girlish trepidation.

“But how… you’re so…” Her eyes widened. “And I’m so…”

There was one gift I’d never had the nerve to give her, but fuck almighty how much I’d wanted her to have it. I dislodged my arm from underneath her and rolled out of bed. Opening a drawer in my dressing bureau, I picked it up. It was still wrapped in tissue, about an inch thick by two inches long. Smoothed and rounded, with a red glass jewel decorating the end. “Got you a toy. A long time ago.”

I placed it in her palm, and she opened it up. “A toy?” Her face flushed. “But what is it?”

Once again, I spooned her, pressing my half-hard dick against the backs of her thighs. “That goes up your ass. And I want you to wear it. Often.”

Anika tried to look back at me, but I had her pinned. “Up my…?”

Pulling her close, I smiled as I inhaled against her hair. “Yep. You’re going to need to prepare to take this.” I thrust my hips into her ass. “Right there.”

She stared at it for a second, then closed her hand around it, making the tissue paper crinkle. I felt her cheeks pinch against mine in a smile. Against my shins, her toes curled.

And then she whispered, “Yes, sir.”

Fuck. Fuck.

Chapter 12

Maksim

I watched her sleep until the very first blue flame of dawn appeared on the eastern horizon. I wished I could have stayed there for the rest of my life, tangled up in the sheets with her. But the day was dawning on a new world. A changed world. A world in which I had, even in pursuing what we both wanted, gone against our family. There would be consequences. And I had to be fucking ready.

With a heavy heart, I slipped my arm out from under her, got out of bed, and dressed as quietly as possible. I laced up my heaviest boots and placed two extra daggers in my sword belt, making sure to fasten my sword to my thigh so that it made no noise as I walked. Then I gathered her up gently in my arms, making sure to keep her wrapped in the bloodstained sheet that proved we were now man and wife.

Keeping her head nestled against my arm, and her legs dangling over my forearm, I carried her, slowly but deliberately, out of the main entrance to my quarters and toward the main hall. The days of us being a secret were over and thank fuck for that.

As I carried her up the main curved staircase, I brushed her foot against the stone wall and she stirred with a sleepy whine, furrowing her brow, annoyed at the interruption to what must have been an exhausted, dreamless sleep. I stopped in my tracks, nestling my cheek against hers, assessing her breathing. Soon enough, it slowed into the rhythm that I had memorized while I watched her sleeping earlier, and I continued on my way.

I knew what came next would be fucking difficult, for both of us, but it had to be done.

Approaching one of the guards stationed nightly at her door, I signaled to him to unlock it for me so I could bring her inside. Once inside her chambers, I nestled her into her bed, so much smaller than mine, and so feminine with its lace and pale pink silks. I placed her on the mattress, then carefully and slowly removed the wedding sheet while I covered her with her own blanket.