Ruthless King

All the similarities . . . His groans. His growls. The way he took without apology. The way he fucked me the way I needed to be fucked.

My little hellion is finally acting like a good girl. Finally taking what I give you. Letting me fuck your ass. Piercing your clit. Bending you over my lap.”

His words throw me over the edge into orgasm with a wail. My own cries almost drown out his words, but I still catch them.

“Sweet fucking Christ, I want you so goddamned bad right now, but—” He cuts off his own words and seats the plug with a final push.

As I release a breathy moan, Mount flips down the skirt of my dress, turns, and is at the bedroom door before I stand up.

You’re lucky I don’t care that you’re creaming all over my pants. You’re making a mess, Keira.” He lowers his head to speak directly into my ear. “Actually, I fucking love it.”