The Princess Slave – Chapter 43

Violette POV

I was out of words when he kissed my shoulder so gently. I didn’t think he was the kissing type.. especially not for me.

I felt his eyes dig into my back like a whip. It made my skin feel like it was on fire. My core began throbbing with need.. but there was no way I would be taken on the desk. Not even if it was a completely different one. The idea of him and her.. seared into my brain and there was no ridding myself of it.

asn’t an option. At this point, I’d rather be taken on the floor than the desk. At least then I’d have a soft rug under me instead of the wo

was unreal. I couldn’t even explain it.

at else would he want?

skating on fragile ice. Did it disgust him? I know he was tortured by my Father. But I’d never seen him.. naked. So I didn’t know the extent of it. Knowing my father, it was probably as bad as mine, if not worse.

ght at my lower back. As I thought back to the last time, I remember how I had to stand on my tippy toes to level with the desk.. to level with him.

, taking a deep breath and letting out a low growl. I noticed he does that anytime I’m naked around him. Does he like the smell of me? I knew I liked his scent.. just a bit

only reason he wanted me here?

.

ered.

asn’t for my heat, but it only enticed me even more.

back, and pulled me against him. My breasts smashed into him, my nipples burned just aching for his mouth to be around them. I couldn’t imagine him ever doing such a thing.. so I shouldn’t want it, but I do.

th me?

ok deep, shaky breaths as our scents intertwined. With his free hand, he gripped my ch

lose to my face. I knew the answer.. it was on the tip of my tongue.. but I j

d I opened my mouth to answer.

I couldn’t get the words out, which angered him more than I thought it would. This man was anything b

t out a growl and shoved

started this, so I should be the one asking him that question.

, he gripped them hard in his and roared loudly in my face. Out of pur

is chambers but it was too late. He gripped me by the back of my neck and slung me into the floor beside his bed.

not tolerate a whore slave growling in my face.” He growled. I stood up and cle

! It’s as if all my emotions.. my anger and hatred from these past months have come surging back to me.

it, Violette!

!” I growled.

p, holding my stinging face as I glared at him.

o the bed.

the hatred in his eyes like never before.

is was hatred pushing two people to do stupid things.

ling off his pants so quickly like he just had to be inside me at this very moment. I gasped in air as I watched him.

st me, my heart in my throat as shoved himself inside me wi

I cried in p

e growled against my lips.

od filled my mouth as I coated his dick with my juices.

ed. He held onto me tighter, my body still convulsing as my o****m goes on. I neve

s he pounded into me relentlessly.

thighs and looked him in the eyes.

I hated him.. but goddess I needed him. He made me so confused.. so angry.. I wanted him so bad and I hated him

” He moaned.

moan in response to his abuse.

e let go of my neck, wrapping his arms under my thighs and holding them up as he shoved himself deeper inside me.

he continuously slammed into me as if he’d never get to again. I began seeing stars, and my eyesight was fuzzy and dark.

my jaw tightly, the world around me crumbling down as he found his release, filling my insides with his seed.

dropped my legs, falling on his hands over me

possible task in this moment. I felt my eyelids become as heavy as concrete, and I saw him look at me with slight

tte.. are you okay?” He asked. Before I could respond I felt myself drifting off. I couldn’t stay awake.. it w