Chapter 60: PLEASE FUCK ME
RYKER
I needed her at the edge of herself. I wanted to break every stubborn will power that was still holding her back from begging me to fuck her.
She stared at me unsure if what I was going to do to her. The cluelessness, naivety and innocence of her was a complete turn on.
She glanced behind her at the large mirror mounted on the wall. "To the mirror?" She asked.
"Yes, it won’t break, trust me," I assured her.
She leaned back slowly, using her hands to stabilize herself on the wooden surface of the table. Her breasts rose and fell with her breathing, nipples still hard from my attention earlier. I felt like burying my heads in them again to worship all her goodness but I had other plans to further ruin her.
"Now lift your legs over my shoulders." I instructed and she glanced at me in skepticism.
"How?" She inquired.
I crouched down slightly and she did as I asked, her thighs coming to rest on my shoulders and her legs on my back.
I positioned myself between her spread legs. From this angle I could see everything, could see how wet she already was, could see her pussy glistening in the moonlight streaming through the window.
I could also feel her shaking as she held on to the table in anticipation for what I was about to do.
I smiled because she was right where I wanted her and with one last glance at her amber eyes, I buried my face in-between her legs, I used my tongue first, licking up through her folds to taste the wetness that had been building. She shrieked at the contact, her whole body jerking.
"Ryker," she cried out and I darted my tongue inside again and I could feel a knot inside of her snap immediately as her legs began to tremble.
Her hands immediately went to my hair freeing the table, fingers tangling in the strands like she needed something to hold onto and the wooden furniture wasn’t enough. She let her back rest against the mirror fully while I buried my face between her thighs.
I sucked and licked, my tongue finding her clit and circling it while she moaned above me. Her thighs trembled against my shoulders and I felt her trying to close her legs but my hands on her hips held her exactly where I wanted her. I wanted her to feel the sensation of it all, to drive her crazy to the point where she can take no more.
She pulled at my hair and I might have lost a strand or two but the pain was worth seeing the undoing of her. A reward to my endeavors. I used my hands to cup her ass against to position her for another tongue thrust as my fingers found her clits and pushed a finger into her and my tongue simultaneously.
"Ryker," she gasped. "I don’t think I can take this like last time."
I raised my head just enough to look at her. "Good. Now say the word."
She bit her lip and I went back to work, this time pushing my tongue inside her and alternating between licking and sucking. Her taste flooded my mouth, sweet and addictive, and I groaned against her.
She pulled my hair hard enough to make me pause and looked down at me with desperation written all over her face.
"Ryker please," she begged. "Fuck me. Please."
The plea went straight to my cock and I smiled against her thigh before standing up and lifting her off the vanity.
"I will gladly do so baby girl," I promised, carrying her toward the bed.
She wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me, tasting herself on my tongue while I navigated us across the room. When we reached the bed I laid her down in the center, her hair spreading across the pillows like a dark halo.
I stood at the edge looking down at her, at this beautiful broken girl who was trusting me with something precious even though I had done nothing to deserve that trust.
I should stop this.
Should walk away before I took something I could never give back, before I crossed a line that would destroy whatever fragile peace existed in this fucked up family.
But her legs were falling open in invitation and her amber eyes were locked on mine with want and need and a blind trust that was surrendering all to me.
Fuck it.
I crawled onto the bed and positioned myself between her thighs, my cock brushing against her entrance. She was so wet I could feel it coating me even before I pushed inside.
"This is going to hurt," I warned, giving her one last chance to change her mind.
"I don’t care," she whispered, her hands coming up to grip my shoulders. "I want you, please fuck me, Ryker."
Her ple
I buried my face in her neck and let myself get lost in the feeling of her wrapped around me, in the sounds she made, in the way her body moved beneath mine like we were made for this.
This was wrong on every level that mattered.
She was my father’s intended mate, the woman who was supposed to give him an heir, the girl who deserved better than being used as a weapon in whatever war I was waging.
But right now with her underneath me crying out my name like it was the only word she knew, I could not bring myself to care about any of that.
Right now she was mine.
And I was going to make damn sure she never forgot it.
"Amaris," I said her name like a prayer or maybe a curse. "Last chance."
"Do it," she demanded, her legs wrapping around my waist to pull me closer. "Ruin me Ryker. Make me yours."
"Close your eyes, baby girl," I whispered in her ears. "I am about to fuck you till you beg me to stop."
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