Stealing His Princess by Goode, Ella (classic novels txt) 📕

me down, pulling the rest of my clothes from my body before tossing me onto the bed. He comes down next to me.

“Up,” he orders, slapping my ass. “Get on your knees, turn around, spread those pretty thighs for me, and grab the headboard.” I start to move but let out a small scream as he moves me easily. My hands come down on the top of the headboard. I wait patiently as he slides his head between my thighs. I straddle his face to sit upon his mouth.

My throne.

His words from before finally make sense.

“Sov.” I moan his name as his mouth starts to devour me. His fingers dig into my ass as he moves me over his face and buries himself there. The first orgasm hits me hard. I grip the headboard, my head falling back as I scream his name. He drinks down every drop and goes back for more. He doesn’t stop until my legs are shaking and my body goes limp with exhaustion. Black spots dance before my eyes. He’s trying to kill me. I think this whole thing might be backwards, and he’s the one that’s been sent to seduce me.

He moves us again. I feel the soft mattress against my back as he comes over the top of me. I can feel the weight of his hard cock pressing up against my sex. My hips lift of their own accord, needing to be closer to him.

His mouth comes down onto mine. He might be the one giving the orders, but I can taste my claim to him on my lips.

“Open those eyes, darling.” His mouth trails down my jaw to my throat, where he gives me a nip next to his necklace that hasn’t left me since he placed it on me. I open them. He lifts his head to stare down at me as his cock starts to press inside of me.

I gasp at the fullness of only the head of his cock. My nails dig into his shoulders as I wrap myself around him.

“I’m sorry,” he says before he pushes all the way inside of me. The words sound foreign coming from his lips. A small scream leaves me. A mixture of pain and something else fills me. “Mackenzie.” He groans my name. His forehead drops to mine, and his warm breath tickles my lips. “Eyes, darling, please,” he pleads, sounding as if he were the one in pain.

When I open my eyes to meet his, I understand the feeling I couldn't place. Connected. That’s the word I was searching for. Connected on a level I’ve never been with another person. Sharing a closeness unlike any other. As with everything with Sov, I want more of it.

“More,” I say as my sex clenches around his cock. He lets out another deep groan, giving me what I want. The pain fades away as a new sensation of pleasure begins to build.

“Mackenzie. Darling.” Sov’s body is tight as he fights not to come. I lift my mouth, taking his, and I nip at his lip as I feel another orgasm start to press down on me. He lets out another one of those deep growls that rumble throughout his whole body.

It triggers my orgasm, and I come. I can’t hear my own cries of pleasure over his grunts and my name coming from him like a prayer. His warm release spills inside of me, filling the deepest parts of me as he steals the rest of my heart.

I can only pray he doesn't break it.

Chapter Seventeen Sov

“I trust your business here in the city has gone smoothly?” Karin Vieth says over the top of her teacup.

“Yes.” I don’t feel the need for elaboration. There’s no need for me to add details to whatever Vieth is able to ferret out through her web of spies. She arrived at my suite of rooms unannounced while Mackenzie was away “working”. I’d prefer if Mackenzie stay shackled nude to my bed, but she was adamant about fulfilling her duties.

“People depend on me,” she had said in a serious voice. I kissed her lightly and replied that I depended on her, too, but in the end, I let her go. Zero followed her. He’s come to realize that keeping her safe is more important than guarding my body. If something happened to her, no one on my staff would rest well again.

“I’ve heard you are spending time with one of my girls.”

“Yes.”

“Nothing more to add?”

“I’m certain the data that you receive inside the walls of the Palace is as accurate as if you had witnessed each transaction and participated in every conversation.”

The older woman smiles. “You would be correct. Mackenzie is a nice girl, though. Different than the rest of my girls. She might not be used to the things that you prefer.”

“You make me sound like a deviant, Karin.” I slide a box across the coffee table. “But please accept this gift as a small token of my gratitude for your hospitality.”

I knew I would have to pay Karin for Mackenzie. No one can take a Vieth without leaving something of value in return, and since I don’t care to give up a person or a pound of my own flesh, a handful of priceless diamonds will have to suffice.

Karin trades her teacup for the box. The diamonds cast glittering reflections on her face. “Very nice.”

“No amount of gems can equal the value of a person, but I would hope that this small token would ease the sting of losing one of your subjects.”

“You plan to take her then? Is she aware of this?”

What an odd question. As if Mackenzie would want to remain here and not come with me. I search Karin’s face for further clues. Is she saying this to stir up doubt or does she know something I do not?

“Your territory is not the only welcome place,” I answer.

Karin shrugs and gets to her feet. “It is not