Series: Willow Winters
Total pages in book: 81
Estimated words: 74198 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 371(@200wpm)___ 297(@250wpm)___ 247(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 74198 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 371(@200wpm)___ 297(@250wpm)___ 247(@300wpm)
“I need you,” she says softly, nearly breathlessly, then runs her hands all over my chest. I hold her waist as she explores me, tracing paths down to my hips, then taking my cock in one fist.
Persephone uses her other hand to push me a step away from the bed, and then she slides down to the floor, to her knees, and takes me into her mouth.
Fuck me. The sight of her is everything.
My head tips back at the feeling of her tongue on my crown. She teases me.
She takes me deep, the pleasure forcing my toes to curl.
Threading my fingers through her hair, I hold her head and guide her mouth onto me, letting her hold my hips, letting her suck while I fuck into her mouth. It is every sensation I have ever wanted. I could spend eternity doing this.
My cock pulses. I need to come, but not in her throat. Not yet. I’ve barely just gotten started.
“Inside you,” I say, my voice rough. “I want to come inside you.”
I pull her to her feet and kiss her onto the bed. Persephone spreads her legs wide underneath me and arches her body to mine.
There’s no better sight than her face, blushed from her orgasms, and her eyes half-lidded with pleasure and her lips parted to pant my name.
“Come inside me,” she says. “Please, my king. Please. I need you.”
Ravenously, I find her opening and thrust in. In one swift motion I’m buried to the hilt, and her nails dig in my back as she cries out in pleasure.
I fuck her relentlessly, chasing both of our orgasms. The bed creaks with each thrust and the headboard bangs against the wall. Over and over, I take her. Mercilessly and savagely fucking my queen.
We both moan as we come together and I rest beside her. Our breathing is labored but even still, I kiss her neck and her shoulders, and she rolls over to meet my lips with hers. I have been empty without this. Empty and lonely, no matter how I tried to live in the moment.
“More,” she whispers, and at her command, my hard cock meets her entrance and I do her bidding. Urged by lust, I rock into her and love how her back arches when I brush against her clit with the angle of my thrust.
I can see nothing as I pull my hips back and push forward. Back and then forward. Persephone meets my strokes, her pussy tightening and tightening. She slips her hand between us, her fingers seeking out her clit, and rubs herself to another orgasm that coats me in her pleasure.
Fuck me, the sight of her pleasure is intoxicating. I pray I remember this sight for all of my life. I capture her mouth and fuck her senselessly. My body is coming alive again. My muscles tense and my skin is hot. I have made efforts at keeping myself awake through these cycles of the moon, but it’s only now that I feel every muscle again. Every sensation. Every bit of her heat. Every breath.
But mostly I feel her.
My queen is fit to me. She was made for me. Fated for me. The tight hold of her pussy must be proof of this. I will give my pleasure to her without hesitation.
Her hands curl around my neck, and she pulls me closer, kissing me harder. Her nails scrape against my skin and I love it. The sharp points of her teeth nip at my lip. Persephone writhes beneath me.
I smooth her hair back from her face, moving my hips slowly, the urge to come as strong as I have ever felt it. “What is it, my queen? What?”
“Turn over.” Persephone pushes at my shoulders, and I roll onto my back, bringing her with me.
She sinks down on me, arching her back, and drags her nails over my chest. Fucking hell, she’s delectable and her desire for control is heady.
“Like this,” she gasps, and circles her hips. “Like this. I want you to come like this. While I ride you.”
My fingers dig into the flesh of her hips, and I guide her on my hard cock. Persephone moans, folding forward to wriggle her hips onto me, then arches back again. She comes again, insatiable, then looks down at me with a glint in her eyes.
“You look…as if…” It’s more work for her to ride me, but she does it beautifully. Persephone puts all of her body into each movement, going down as far as she can, throwing her head back. “As if you might come.”
I thrust up, pulling her down at the same time, then do it again. Persephone gasps, her pussy beginning to flutter around me. I find her clit with the pad of my thumb and circle it relentlessly, thrusting as I do.