Beautiful Lies (Breaking Belles #2) - Alta Hensley Page 0,21
was quite strong, I was stronger.
“It’s time for some morning exercise. You’re the one who’s always trying to nag me to workout with you every day… well, now I’m ready.”
“Get off of me! Now!”
“Gladly,” I said. “It’ll make my mission even easier.”
Pulling her up harshly, I tugged her pants down at the same time. The action was quick enough that Portia wasn’t able to stop me from doing so. I paused just long enough to appreciate her white lace thong, but that had to go as well.
Pushing her up against the wall to help aid me in stripping her bare, I mastered her. I had to admit the little vixen winded me with her fight. But I was a man with a purpose, and that purpose was to shed her of every ounce of clothing she had on.
“You can’t do this!” she screeched when I finally got her bra free and tossed it to the ground.
“It appears that I can,” I said, slightly breathless from the exertion.
“This isn’t a Trial. I don’t have to fuck you. We aren’t under the watch of the Elders. This room is off limits! I’m saying no, and—”
“I’m not asking,” I growled when she was finally naked and restrained. I had her hands held above her head again, and I pressed my hard cock against the smoothness of her skin.
God, I wanted to fuck her. But I had other things in mind.
“You’re a brat, Portia Collins. And I’m about to teach you what happens to girls like you. You’re playing in the big leagues now, and you’ll soon see I’m not a man to mess with.”
She raised her knee, but luckily missed my balls which I knew were her intended target. Spreading her legs and nestling in between her thighs, I then pressed my full weight against her. I squeezed a little tighter on her wrists, lowered my lips to her neck and bit. Deciding that nothing would be better than marking her flawless skin, I began to nibble, lick and suck, visibly claiming her as mine.
“You’re a drunken ass,” she said, although her struggles ceased when the biting began.
“And you’re an annoying gold digger. So, we both shall wear our badges of honor.” I continued to mark her neck, liking the idea that every time she looked at herself in the mirror, she would see a part of me left behind.
“I’m far from a gold digger,” she said.
I pulled away and looked her straight in the eyes. “I’m ashamed of you, princess. I didn’t figure you for a liar.” Her lips were so close a strong urge to kiss them washed over me. I quickly shook it off and chalked it up to momentary insanity.
“I’m not a liar,” she spat. “You know nothing about me.”
“And you know nothing about me,” I countered. “And yet, you feel you can stand there with your tiara and cast judgment on me every single hour of every single day. And you actually blame me for wanting to drink my misery away?”
“Fine,” she snapped. “Let go of me, and I’ll leave you alone from this point on. You stay in your corner of the room, and I’ll stay in mine.”
I chuckled. “Too late. You crossed the line of no return. I told you that you’d regret what you did, and I mean what I say. I don’t make idle threats.”
“I’ll scream,” she threatened.
With a smile, I said, “Oh, I hope you do.”
I brought my hand down to her pussy and cupped her heat in my palm. She gasped, and her eyelids fluttered which had my cock twitching in anticipation for more.
“When you resisted a member of the Order the other night, you could have really fucked things up for the both of us. If he was an Elder, or wanted to make more of an issue, you and I could have been forced to face whatever consequences they came up with, or even risked failing the Initiation all together. I don’t know about you, sugar, but I’m not in this for my health. This hellhole isn’t exactly my idea of paradise. We’re here for an end goal, and your bratty self is not going to ruin it.”
Slapping her pussy, I then thrust my finger inside of her, pumping it slow and steady. She cried out but didn’t fight off the intrusion in any way.
Releasing her wrists from above her head, I used my now free hand to caress her breast as I finger fucked her into submission. I could