Page 74 of Throne of Ice and Blood
I gasp. Arching my back, I adjust my hips to create a better angle as he sheaths himself deep inside me with that single firm thrust.
“Troublesome…” he continues as he draws halfway out again. Then he thrusts hard. “Insubordinate…”
Pleasure ripples through me at the friction his cock creates when he slides out once more.
He slams into me again. “Little rebel.”
A jolt shoots through my body. Lifting my free hand, I place it against his muscular chest as he pulls out and then thrusts deep again. But this time, he doesn’t pull out again.
With his cock buried deep inside me, he locks intense eyes on me. “God, you’re so fucking hot when you threaten me.”
Warmth spreads through my whole soul, making it feel like it’s bursting with sparkling fireworks. Holding his gaze, I slide my hand up to his jaw. He kisses my fingers.
“Don’t ever hold back against me.” His eyes burn through my very soul. “Don’t ever suppress your fire.”
My heart is suddenly so full that I can barely breathe.
Even though I have never been more a prisoner than I am in this castle, I feel freer than I have in my entire life right now. With him. Because for the first time ever, I don’t have to make myself less. I don’t have to sacrifice my own personality just to appease someone else.
With Draven, back during the Atonement Trials and here in the Ice Palace, I don’t have to be afraid to take up space. I don’t have to be small and unobtrusive. With him, I can be me. Therealme. And the thought is so freeing and so dizzying at the same time that my head spins.
Pleasure pulses through my body as Draven pulls out and then thrusts back in.
My body jerks slightly with every commanding thrust as he starts up a firm pace. But his hand trapping my wrist against the ground helps keep me in place. I slide my other hand up the back of his neck and into his soft hair. His wings flare wider as I rake my fingers down his back instead.
Tension once more builds inside me as Draven fucks me hard.
And this time, he doesn’t stop.
I slide my fingers over his wing, making him moan and shudder and break his pace for a few moments.
Wicked approval and a sly promise of revenge flicker in his eyes as he picks up the pace, pounding into me with even more commanding thrusts.
Pleasure streaks up my spine like lightning with every thrust of his thick cock.
He shifts his angle slightly.
A gasp rips from my throat at the insane friction it creates.
Draven leans down and steals the gasp from my lips with a savage kiss. I bite his bottom lip and draw my fingers down his wing in retaliation. He moans into my mouth.
The tension inside me turns into a thrumming storm as he fucks me just the way I want him to. As if I’m his. As if every inch of my body belongs to him and him alone.
I squirm on the floor as I soar towards an orgasm.
Draven slams into me, hitting a spot deep inside.
Pleasure crackles through me like a lightning storm as release finally finds me.
After all the edging and denied orgasms, the long-awaited release hits me so hard that my vision goes black for a second. My clit throbs and my inner walls flutter around Draven’s thick cock as he continues fucking me through the waves of pleasure.
Gasps and incoherent moan drip from my lips.
They’re drowned out as a deep groan rips from Draven’s chest.
His cock pulses inside me as release crashes into him as well.
And when pleasure floods his handsome face, everything feels so right, so perfect, that the rest of the world just drops away. For those precious moments, it’s just me and him. Our bodies and souls joined as one.
