Liam stands up, his expression unfathomable. “I will burn every last one.”
“It won’t stop me from buying them!”
“Then I’ll issue an edict prohibiting you from wearing clothes.”
A shadow passes over Liam’s face, and when he emerges his expression is one of lust mingled with rage. A shiver runs through my body as he takes my arms, his fingers biting into my skin. I don’t know whether he’s going to kiss me or scream at me, and I’m not sure which I want more.
“The soccer thing really pissed you off, didn’t it?”
His eyes flash at the word, and then suddenly I’m bent over the mattress, my face rubbing against the coarse quilt. Then I realize I want to feel the bite of his kiss, the stabbing throb of his cock. I want his rage filling me up because of the anger I have for craving him.
He seizes my jeans and slides them down my hips. They snag over my ass, and my skin protests as he yanks them down. I shiver with the cool air, but Liam’s body slides against mine, adding his heat to my skin.
“You know, there’s one thing I haven’t taken from you. I’ve defiled you in every way imaginable, except for one.”
My face burns as he palms my ass, kneading the skin. Anal? Does he mean anal?
“I’ve never done that,” I say in a small voice.
“Are you ready for me to take your ass?”
The image burns in my mind, irresistibly dirty. Then the bra flies from my back as he unhooks the strap, letting me bounce free. He bends forward to grab my tits, digging his erection in my ass. I imagine it filling up that part of me I’ve never really explored, and my heart pounds with excitement.
“I’m pretty sure princesses don’t do anal.”
“You’re dead wrong about that.” He bends over and kisses my back. “I’m going to prove it to you. Don’t move.”
He lets me go, and his warmth disappears from my legs as he walks away. I stay flat on the mattress, shaking in anticipation of having his fat cock somehow slip into my ass. He returns a moment later after rummaging for something in his closet. His legs touch mine again as he lifts it out of a box, something cool that stings my pussy the moment he touches it. I hear a loud click before violent buzzing fills my ears. The cool, hard object vibrates against my clit, sending me reeling, clenching my fists in the sheets as hard electrical shocks stab into me.
Liam’s weight pushes my back, the buttons of his shirt pressing into my skin as he kisses me. The vibrator rotates, hitting every nerve. At the same time, something cool spreads between my ass cheeks. Lube. Liam rolls the slippery liquid over my puckered nub, which contracts when he spreads his thumb across it.
My clit feels like it’s on fire after a minute of this. “Please! Please just fuck me!”
Slap!
“A princess does not command her prince.”
Even the burn of his slap is not enough to distract me from the eye-rolling, thunderous pleasure. He slips the hard, round object between my folds, his thumb playing with my ass. Then he slips it inside and keeps it there at the same time he rolls the lube inside my ass. My walls tighten around his finger as the vibrator madly tingles my pussy. He tests my limits, stretching back and forth before pulling out. More cool liquid is pushed inside me, and then another finger stretches me open.
“Liam.”
His other hand works my pussy, rubbing my clit hard as moans rip from my throat. The sensation of his fingers on my clit isn’t like anything I’ve ever experienced. It’s tighter than I thought it would be. My hips push back against the very man I said I’d never sleep with. God, I want more.
His hand leaves my pussy momentarily to grab my chin and force me to look to the side, where there’s another floor-length mirror. A fully dressed Prince Liam bends over my nude body. A thrill of desire runs through me.
“See this?”
He holds up something enormous—a golden butt plug.
“It’s plated with gold. It has my monogram engraved at the bottom.”
My jaw drops as he shows me the embellished PL. “Wow.”
“You’re going to watch me fuck you with a butt plug made of gold as my initials grind into your ass.”
Then something large touches my entrance as shockwaves continue to pound through my body. He pushes, and the