Beasting Beauty(20)

Suddenly, with a growl, he grabbed me and spun us around. I gasped as my back hit the bed, my legs tight around his muscled hips, his cock never leaving the tight confines of my pussy. I moaned loudly as he drove deep inside, his masculine groans sizzling through my ears as he started thrusting in and out of me. His hand found my wrists, pinning them above my head. His eyes locked on mine before his lips crashed into mine. I moaned into that kiss, rocking my hips to meet his deep thrusts, my whole world melting around me as the pleasure consumed me.

His huge cock drove into me again and again, his huge hands pinning me to the bed, his mouth moving to my neck and biting and sucking the skin there. I felt completely dominated by him, my legs spread wide and up in the air as this beast of a man claimed me. I could feel his heavy balls slapping my ass, his thick head stretching me wide, the muscles of his chest rubbing over my nipples.

He pulled away from my neck and caught my eyes, both of us inches apart and breathing the same air as he slid in harder and deeper.

I was going to come soon, and I was going to come hard. I was going to shatter for the very first time with a man inside of me — and not just any man, this man. This dark, tortured, dominating, beast of a man. And I knew I’d never want anything else but him.

“This is everything,” he growled, as if reading my thoughts. “You’re my everything, Princess.” He moved to kiss me, his tongue sliding over mine as our bodies rocked together higher and higher.

“They’ll tell us we can’t,” I gaped.

“Fuck them.”

“They’ll say this can’t happen.”

“Let them say it to my face,” he snarled. “Because you’re mine now. You’re all mine, forever.”

“Yours,” I squealed, feeling his thick cock throbbing as he drove deep inside. “I’m all yours!”

“Always,” he groaned.

“Always” I gasped.

“I want you as my queen, Princess,” he growled into my ear, his hips slamming into mine and making me whimper in pleasure and this uncontrollable swelling feeling of love at his words.

“You mean…”

“Of course I mean,” he growled into my lips. “I’m going to make you my wife, and my queen, and then?”

I cried out as every enormous inch of him buried inside me in one body shivering thrust.

“And then, I’m going to make you the mother of my children.”

And that’s when I started to fall.

That’s when I felt myself letting go, and felt everything start to explode.

“Come for me, Princess,” he groaned, biting the skin of my neck and driving in deep. “That tight, perfect, sweet little pussy belongs to me now, and I want to feel it come all over my big cock.”

My back arched off the bed, the scream caught in my throat, and I shattered.

“Come for me, my love.”

The scream tore from my throat as the orgasm ripped through me like a hurricane. His hands let go of my wrists, and my hands flew to his neck, clutching him close and crying out into his chest as I came again and again.

Logan roared as he drove every inch of his monster cock inside of me. I felt it swell up, and suddenly, I could feel it. He bellowed as he came, his cock throbbing and pulsing deep inside as I felt the warm sticky jets of his cum fill me to the brim. His lips found mine, and he kissed me fiercely as he rocked inside, pumping into me until I was sure I would pass out from the pleasure blowing through me.

He didn’t pull out when he was done, he just reached up with one finger and lifted my trembling, gasping face to his.

“Mine,” he growled.

“All yours,” I whispered back.





Epilogue





Logan




I walked into the ball that night at King Lucian’s palace looking for the quickest way out, so I could slink away back to my darkness. I walked in there a man on the brink, about to lose the last of my humanity forever.

Instead? Well, instead, I found the light.

I found her. And through my Princess, I was saved.

The curse lifted that night, up in her room at the top of that tower under the glowing full moon. When I was young, and stupid, I’d been punished for chasing fleeting beauty, for looking for temporary escape in the arms of a stranger. I’d lost myself after that. I’d forgotten who I was, because I was convinced it was the nail in my coffin. I’d considered it the worst thing to ever happen to me

I’m not so sure anymore. Because however dark and bleak those years were, that fucking curse led me to Isla. And for that? Well, for that, it may as well have been the best damn thing to ever happen to me.

I found redemption in her arms that night, because there was nothing fleeting about my beautiful Princess. That was for always — hell, I knew that the second I saw her. But making her mine that night, and claiming her as my own, and promising her everything? Well, that was the key to it all. That was how I broke free of the curse that’d dogged me for years.