Chapter 204: Chapter 204

Chapter 204 Sabrina’s POV:

We crashed into his room, a mess of clashing lips, teeth and hands roaming each other’s bodies. The clothes I had on, I wanted them off!

1 grabbed the collar of his shirt, frantically tying to undo the buttons. A whine built in my throat as my fingers slipped, and the darned shirt stayed on.

A deep chuckle rumbled in his chest and he pulled away from my lips to stare into my eyes. “Patience, sweetheart.” He whispered. “it will come off”

“Now.” I demanded, my voice breathless.

He grabbed the back of my thighs and hoisted me up. 1 wrapped my legs around his waist my back arching as I grabbed both sides of his face.

“Do you want this?” He asked, his deep red eyes searching my face. His gaze was so intense I was sure he was reading my mind.

“Do I want what?” I asked, leaning in ever so slightly so the tip of our noses brushed each other. “Words, your majesty. Use your words.”

He chuckled. “Using my own words against me huh?”

I tried to kiss him and he pulled back. “Come on,”

He walked me to the bed and gently lowered me on the soft mattress. He planted his palms on both sides of my head, his hair draping over his shoulders in a curtain of black ink. I touched his chest, but he grabbed my hands and pinned them over my head.

“Sabrina,” He called, his voice heavy and dark.

“Yes, my king?” I replied, teasingly, flashing him a coy smile. My eyes tracked down his body, pausing at the hard bulge in his pants. My mouth watered and I felt my cunt ache painfully.

“I’m going to fuck you now.” He said. “I don’t know if I can be gentle with you, but I will try. I need to be inside you. Fuck...I’ve missed you so fucking much.”

I groaned, my eyes fluttering shut as his words painted the most sinful images in my head .images that were soon to be reality.

“So if you don’t want that to happen, then I suggest you—”

“Just fuck me already!” I whined. I glared at him. “I want this..I want you. Yes. I want you to fuck me till I can’t form a single thought in my head! I want my insides to mold into the shape of your dick. I want-”

His lips claimed mine, silencing my ramble. “Such hefty words.” He said, smirking against my lips. “Seems you won’t be easily satisfied tonight.”

“You started it though. Will you easily be satisfied?”

“No.”

His lips moved down my face and he let go of my hands to take my gown off.

More like rip it off.

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Chapter 204 In that moment, I didn’t care. It was just a gown. I’ll have many more in the future.

His lips met mine again, he took my bottom lip between his teeth and bit on it. I felt the tip of his fangs graze my skin lightly, and I recalled that his bite would kill me.

I made my panties stuck to my cunt even more.

He wasted no time getting the remains of my gown off my body till I was clad only in my panties. His hands grabbed my breasts, his thumbs flicking my hardened nipples, rolling them and tugging on them. My back lifted off the bed in a sharp arch, my hands finding themselves on his shoulders.

“Fuck” He groaned. “These tits are fucking mine, 50 “Yours‘ I mewded, gasping for air as his mouth lowered and covered one of my breasts. He sucked hard, like he was trying to get fucking milk out of me.

The sharp tinge of pain coupled with the pleasure of his hand rolling my other nipple had me gushing.

“You tasted good, even here too,” He said, alternating between my breasts, sucking and biting, leaving a dark red mark behind.

“Heavens....I wish you had fucking milk...

I didn’t catch the last thing he said, my moans overshadowing his voice. Sweat dotted my skin, my body trembling. I gasped as he chomped down on the soft flesh of my breast, my hand tangling up in his hair.

“Your majesty...” I whined. I loved this, so fucking much. But I needed him. I felt like if he didn’t fuck me right now, I would die. I shoved at his shoulders till he paused and looked at me.

“What’s the matter, did I hurt you?” His brows furrowed, and his hands dropped to my waist. “Does it hurt? Was I too rough?”

“No” I said and shook my head. “I want your cock... I want it now.”

He smiled, and I could see him relieved. Then a deep hunger flashed in his eyes. “I believe the word you’re looking for is ‘please!*

I puffed my cheeks out. “You want me too.”

“Yes. I do. Be a good little slut and beg for it. Beg for my cock.”

I chewed my lower lip hard. “I...well I...” Shit! Why is it so hard?!

He’s watching me,his eyes shining cruelly. He’s totally enjoying this. Goodness, I bet he’s so hard it physically hurts. He still has his clothes on, and I don’t like that one bit.

“Take your clothes off.” I said.

“You can do it yourself, since you’re too proud to beg.”

I glared at him without any real bite. He’s using my own words against me, paying me back.

He leaned back in the bed, his hands folded behind his head, watching me with that maddening smirk on his face. “Go on, help yourself.”

I rolled my eyes and huffed. “Fine.”

I straddled him, biting my tongue as I did. I stared with his shirt, undoing all the buttons. My hands trembled, and with each button that came off, my chest rose and fell quicker. He raised his body up, and I slipped the shirt off his shoulders.

My mouth watered at the sight of his bare chest.

2/4 14:31 Fri, 4 Apr Chapter 204 N <364%8 Instantly, my eyes were drawn to his nipples. Such a soft pink color, heck even prettier than mine. I want to taste them, run my tongue over them and pull them with my teeth. His skin is so fair and smooth too, without a single scar or blemmh. It makes me wonder briefly how he got the scar on his eye, but my lust filled daze prevents me from thinking about it further. My eyes panned down his chest, to his abs chiselled finely as if cut from marble. Down to his v line, and the light dusting of hair that vanished into his pants.

I swallowed.

“You’re not done yet, little slut.” He said.

“I know.”

I took his pants and briefs off. His cock sprung out in such an obscene manner that I was sure I’d be turned away from heaven permanently for witnessing such an erotic sight.

“Fuck,” the word stumbled out of my mouth.

“You wanted my cock, didn’t you?” He mused, his voice smooth and thick, like honey.

My cunt clenched around nothing, and I had half the mind to slam myself down on him.

“Don’t even think about it.” He warned.

I looked up at him. “Think about what, your majesty?”

“I haven’t prepped you yet, you’ll hurt yourself. Don’t think about it.”

I groaned in frustration. I grabbed the base of his cock and he hissed, tensing up in my touch. He’s so handsome, every part of him is so fucking fine. Down to his cock.

I want to taste him.

And so I did. I lowered my head and took the head of his cock into my mouth.

“What are you doing?” He asked, alarmed. He grabbed my chin and forced my head up to look at him.

“Let me taste you,” I said, hanging my tongue out to lick him but he pulled me up.

“That’s not-”

“Please,” I whispered. I stroked his length, taking note of what I did to make him hiss and bite his lip. “please your majesty, let me suck your cock. I want to taste your cum on my tongue. Please, let me feel you at the back of my throat.”

“Fuck.” He grunted. His grip on my chin tightened and I responded by tightening my fingers around his cock. He stated at me, his chest rising and falling rapidly, a soft pink dusted across his cheeks and the tips of his ears.

Damn. I made him blush! I made the king blush! This moment is forever burned into my mind.

His thumb swiped across my lower lip. “If it ever gets too much, you stop immediately.”

I nodded. “Yes, I understand.” I cocked my head to the side, darted my tongue out and licked his thumb. “Can I suck your cock now?”