FORBIDDEN BLOOM

18 — WRECKED AND WANTING MORE

VANESSA

Leonidas had me pressed against the edge of the massive royal chair meant for Kings and Queens, and not for what we were about to do.

His mouth was insistent against mine as he dragged his hands around my body with barely contained hunger.

I knew I could not dream to be his, I knew I shouldn’t want this because I’d sworn an oath of duty to the Syndicate. To never let myself fall so completely.

But everytime his lips touched mine, that crack in my composure only opened wider.

He broke the kiss long enough to lift me onto the throne. My back met the wood as he set me down on the royal seat. My dress rode up to my thighs and before I could catch my breath, he pulled out a silk sash from his pocket.

“What are you doing?”

He kissed my mouth once. “Relax, Agapi mou. It won’t hurt.”

With the sash, he tied my wrists to the carved arms of the chair to bind me in place.

‘“Leonidas,” I whispered, feeling my heart pound inside me as shame and need clashed.

“You said your duke would be answering duty calls in this room. What if he enters now and–”

“You worry too much.. The Duke has his own quarters to deal with those. Relax, baby.”

He dropped to his knees between my spread legs, his eyes darkening with lust and something deeper than.

Love?

The fabric of my cloth was pushed higher and higher until I was completely exposed to the daylight and the cool air blew against my wet flesh.

My c**t was swollen and pulsing.

Slowly, he parted my swollen lips with his thumbs to expose my throbbing c**t to his gaze. Then he slapped it. Not hard enough to cause a sting but enough to make me jump.

“Oh…” I breathed.

He did it again. And again, and again.

Until each of the slaps sent sparks shooting through me. Then his fingers rubbed slow as if to soothe the sensitive bud, only to slap again.

I thrashed against my bonds, jerking my hips forward to his touch. “Please…”

With a wicked gleam in his eyes, he chuckled. “Such a little minx. You swear you shouldn’t want this, yet your pretty cunt is weeping for me.”

He thrust three thick fingers into my sopping snatch without warning, pumping them fast.

Waves of ecstasy rippled through me as he curled hard against my front wall.

Just when I was sure I was about to tip over the edge, he withdrew his fingers abruptly, leaving me empty and aching for his touch.

A whimper fell out of my lips as I humped the air desperately, my body seeking the friction. It was unbearable.

Cruel even.

He chuckled softly and slapped my c**t again. Lighter this time. “Not yet. I won’t be gentle today.”

“I don’t want gentle,” I panted, my voice shaking with pure want from the weight of the pleasure about to ruin me. “I want you to be rough. Please Leo…”

With a smirk, he pushed three fingers back inside me, f*****g me fast and deep while his tongue flickered rapidly against my c**t. The dual assault was merciless.

I moaned loudly, thrashing again with my hips bucking to grind all over his face. Whatever means I could find to quell the heat.

Ready to topple over the edge, he pulled out his fingers at the last second.

“Leonidas!” I cried, humping the empty air like a desperate slut as tears of frustration and overwhelming pleasure stung my eyes. “Please…i need your c**k. f**k me, I can’t take it anymore.”

At long last, he rose to his feet and with one hand freed his heavy c**k which dangled just out of reach, jumping with every pulse.

My mouth instantly watered at the sight.

It was thick and veined and already leaking. He dragged the swollen head through my dripping folds to coat himself in my wetness, teasing my entrance.

Then all of a sudden, he rammed into me with a thrust that buried him to the hilt.

I screamed, arching off the throne as he stretched me wide, then started f*****g me hard and fast, driving with a punishing force.

The sight of his c**k disappearing into my p***y and the sound of it slamming into me heightened every sense and sent heat shooting through me.

It was a sight I’d never forget in this lifetime.

He yanked down the front of my dress to expose one red n****e, rolling it hard between his fingers, flicking and pulling roughly while he f****d me without mercy.

“f**k! You. feel. So. good.” He groaned. “So tight and wet around me. Taking every inch like you were made for this.”

“Yes.” I pushed my hips forward even though my legs were draped over the arms of the chair completely bared open for him. “Harder, Leonidas. I love it when you f**k me harder.”

Leaning down, he took one n****e in his mouth and bit down on it, causing me to leak as his c**k pounded me.

The pleasure was so intense that tears rolled down my cheeks. Just from the sheer overwhelming joy and filth of how f*****g good it was to have him batter my womb like that.

Even Lysandros could not hold a candle to the stallion that his elder brother was.

Every thrust sent shockwaves that numbed and brought me back to life. My p***y clenched around his thich length with juices dripping down onto the royal seat.

He pulled out again, tapping the heavy head of his c**k against my pulsing c**t. It was swollen and shiny with my arousal. But Leonidas?

He stared down at my open, dripping cunt with raw hunger.

“Beautiful” he murmured, as though I were a piece of art. Almost reverent.

Then he bent down to lick me again, spearing his tongue straight inside my hole and fast over my c**t. I moaned, dragging my cunt against his face as I urged him on.

In the next second, he rose and thrust back inside me. Over and over. With deep strokes that made my entire body quake on the throne and my eyes roll back.

What started as a rush of heat flowed downsouth to my p***y, concentrating there before my juices splashed over his thighs and wet the floor.

I threw my head back, unable to take it. “f**k, Leo! Yes…fuck me.” I continued to moan shamelessly, fully aware that half the palace could hear us now. “Don’t stop…harder…please, f**k me harder!’

He groaned, “You’re so perfect. I can feel you squeezing and taking me so deep. My sweet girl.”

He untied my wrists and flipped me over the arm of the throne, lifting one of my legs high while he entered from behind.

The new angle made him feel even thicker.

He drove into me with the same raw strength until my throat became hoarse from moaning.

“Rub your c**t for me,” he commanded, his voice strained with pleasure.

Without a second delay, I reached between my legs and let my fingers rub my swollen c**t in frantic circles. “Oh…yes…fuck f**k f**k!” I swore, the pleasure becoming too much for me. “f**k me. Hard, baby. Don’t stop…I’m gonna c*m…!”

“That’s it. c*m for Leo. Let me see you c*m on my c**k. Drench me with your juices, kardia.”

He kept pounding into me, one hand gripping my hips and another reaching around to pinch my n****e.

One more thrust and that was all it took for me to fall apart with a broken scream, squirting again and quaking violently around him.

I needed him to ruin me completely.