FORBIDDEN BLOOM

19 — THE END OF HIM

VANESSA

He didn’t even let me catch my breath.

The moment the last tremors of my orgasm faded, Leonidas pulled out of me with a wet sound that made me whimper at the sudden emptiness.

Before I could protest, he lifted me off the throne and laid me down on the cool marble floor of the throne room.

Sunlight streamed in, bouncing off my bronze skin as he spread my thighs wide apart, completely baring me open to him.

“Look at you,” he growled with his eyes roaming all over my body like little feather touches. “So wet and open for me. You look like you’re still hungry for more, no?”

“Yes,” I whimpered softly, tears slipping down my temples from the intensity but the ache between my legs too strong to brush off.

I needed him to claim me again.

I needed him to consume my every thoughts, I wanted him to take me so hard I’d be sore for days and every single step would remind me of this very moment.

“Leo…please…” I begged again.

Begged? Never had I imagined a day like this would ever come.

With a possessive grip around my neck, he thrust back into me as hard as ever.

My back bowed off the marble floors as his big c**k slammed deep into me, stretching me wide, ruining me for days.

Without hesitation, he started pummeling into me the way I wanted him to.

Rough and demanding.

Every powerful thrust slammed my body against the stone and the wet slap of skin on skin echoed in the grand hall.

Guards were probably on the other side of the door, doing their duties while listening in, but what was being discreet going to do for me?

“f**k…fuck me!l I screamed as my legs shook in the air. “Harder, Leo…do not stop. Oh god, your c**k feels so good f*****g me like that.”

“Like this?” He angled his hips.

My fingers flew to my head, pulling on the roots of my hair for anchor. “Yes, like that. f**k, yes.”

He didn’t relent.

His fingers gripped my neck tighter as he pounded into my soaked p***y, ensuring every drive made me cry out his name.

Over and over.

Until my throat burned and my eyes turned blurry.

Until every nerve ending was singing with wanton desire, aching from the pleasure and taking pleasure in that pain.

Until we were fully immersed as one.

His thick length continued to drag against every sweet sensitive spot inside me, causing my juices to squirt around him with each slam, dripping onto the floor under my body.

“You’re taking me so well,” he groaned; eyes dark with hunger. “I can feel you so tight. So f*****g wet, eklektos mou. You never ever want me to leave.”

And he was right.

Hell, I could not for the life of me say how I got into this mess but that last part he said was true.

I never wanted him to leave.

Who else could make me a screaming mess, shouting obscene words the way he did?

My hips bucked up to meet him thrust for thrust, tears of overwhelming pleasure streamed down my face.

“You like that?”

“Yes, baby! f**k my p***y…give me more. More…harder…don’t stop. Please don’t stop…”

Pulling out whilst breathing hard, he sat back against the base of the throne with his c**k jutting tall and proud.

It glistened with my essence, pulsing as if to motion: come over.

When he spoke, his voice was strained with lust. “Come here and ride me. I want to watch you take every inch.”

My legs were unable to hold me up, so I crawled over to him and straddled his lap.

He held his c**k steady for me to position myself over him.

Slowly, I sank down, both of us watching with wide eyes and harsh breaths as my swollen p***y lips stretched around his thick head and swallowed every glorious inch.

The sight was equal parts filthy and mesmerizing, seeing my slick folds part to take in his entire length until I was seated fully on him.

Clit pressed against his pelvis.

“So…full,” I murmured, testing the fullness of him in this position. He was deeper inside.

He moaned when I rolle my hips slowly. “You are so beautiful,” he whispered, catching me off-guard right in the middle of our lust-filled haze.

When I raised my gaze to his, I could swear nothing beat the sight of him staring at me so earnestly as though he’d found something so precious he couldn’t afford to blink.

Unwilling to break his stare either, I lifted my hips and dropped, slowly riding him in little sensual rolls.

Leonidas groaned, forced to break eye contact as his hands flew to my waist and his were glued to where we were joined.

“You…” he rasped though the pleasure, “are going to make me lose my mind.”

“Good. Then you better start losing it.”

I smiled through my tears and picked up the pace, grinding my hips, slamming down harder.

Faster.

With every downstroke, my ass slapped against his thighs with wet smacks and I rolled my hips to grind my c**t against him. Then lifted almost all the way off before slamming back down to take him to the hilt.

“f**k…yes…look at you, my pretty little mate riding my c**k like the owner she is.” He was fast losing control as his fingers dug tighter I nto my waist. “You have a greedy p***y. Ready to swallow my c**k so perfectly, carina!”

He jerked upwards, I forced myself down, losing myself on him.

The pleasure that built was a dirty one.

High from his appeal, I was moaning carelessly now and riding harder, not caring the way my breasts bounced in his face.

“Fill me up…never let me go…”

“Ever,” he echoed, wrapping both arms around me as his movements began to grow choppy and erratic. “I’m close, baby. Meet me there, agapi.”

Then I felt him start to swell inside me.

That was not a sign to slow down. Instead; I reached between us to rub my c**t in frantic circles, slapping my wet p***y alternatively.

The sounds that echoed was filthy and made me even wetter.

“f**k…fuck f**k f**k!” I moaned, slapping my soaked p***y again, loving the wet splat and the sting that turned into pure pleasure from it. “I’m cuming…cum with me, Leo. Fill me up!”

In the next second, the orgasm hit both of us like a f*****g tidal wave.

Unplanned. Suddenly.

My p***y clenched around his c**k as I slammed down one final time. All over his abs and thighs, I came so hard that my juices splashed him.

Tears streamed down my face, body still convulsing as pleasure tore through me in violent waves.

Leonidas roared and thrust up into me, hot spurts of his release flooding my p***y while I kept rubbing and slapping my c**t to draw out every last tremor, fighting hard to catch my breath.

Still grinding together and moaning, we rode it out until we were both shaking and breathless.

Boneless even.

I collapsed forward onto his chest with his c**k still buried deep inside me.

I could feel the c*m leaking out around our joined bodies to the marble floor but I was too boneless to make a move.

Like he’d sensed my weakness, he wrapped his arms around me and held me close, kissing my temple tenderly like he’d not just ripped me in half with his c**k.

“Mine,” he murmured into my hair. “You are going to be the death of me in the best possible way.”