HIS DOE, HIS DAMNATION (An Erotic Billionaire Romance) novel Chapter 98

Meadow’s POV:

If I thought I felt everything when Alaric fucked me in missionary style and when I rode his dick, I was wrong.

Alaric slamming into me from behind made me feel every. Single. Fucking. Thing. Much deeper than ever. One hand remained on my hip, the other smacking my ass occasionally as he impaled me with his long, thick cock.

“Oh god!” I exclaimed, biting hard into the pillow as tears streamed down my face.

SMACK!

Alaric’s hand came down hard on my ass again and I gasped. “What did I tell you the last time, Meadow? Whose name did I ask you to call when I’m fucking you?”

My chest heaved as I tried to gather my thoughts–which was an impossible task with the way my husband was claiming me. Alaric pulled out of me, and I whimpered from how empty my core felt as it clenched around nothing. And then he yanked me up again by my hair until my back was resting against his chest.

I arched against him, moaning when his cocked stirred against my lower back.

“Whose name did I ask you to fucking call?” he hissed against my neck, pulling my head further back so I could see his face. His eyes.

He did not look happy. At all. His blue eyes were hard, but filled with heat and want. A shiver ran down my spine at the fact that no matter how upset he was with me, he never let that cloud how much he wanted me.

“Yours,” I choked out as my gaze dropped to his mouth. I wanted him to kiss me. Needed him to. “Yours,” I repeated, tilting my head slightly. “Please kiss me, daddy. Don’t be so upset with me.”

Alaric’s grip tightened on my hip and he pulled me even further against him. I ground my ass on his cock, feeling the coolness of the piercings on the underside.

He grunted, inhaling deeply, and then he pressed his mouth to my neck, nibbling and sucking so hard I was certain it would leave a mark.

“I’m not upset, Meadow,” he murmured into my ear.

I swallowed. “You aren’t?”

“No.” He paused for a second. “I’m fucking furious.”

A gasp tore from my throat.

“You disrespected me by putting that note in your bra, Meadow. If I didn’t find it, would you have called him?”

“Alaric-”

“Would you have let him prove to you how unserious marriages really are?”

My stomach fell. “You know I wouldn’t have.”

Alaric hummed, nails digging into my hip. “So you wouldn’t have let him fuck you?”

“What are you saying, Alaric?” I tried to sound firm but my voice shook. I couldn’t believe he would say something like this to me.

His chest heaved against my back, and so did mine. My jaw ticked, and the worst part of it all was that I could feel Alaric’s cock getting even harder.

My anger was turning him on.

He pulled on my hair again. “We both know you’ve already gotten what you wanted the most from me,” he mused as his other hand went further down my hips. “I took your virginity, fucked you until you were sore. You never did care about getting revenge, though, so you got exactly what you wanted. Who’s to say you won’t run into the first man who opens his arms to you with a smile on his face?

“I won’t,” I gritted out, trying to pull away from him, but of course, his grip made it impossible. “I signed a contract, Alaric.” No matter how tempting it was to back out of family drama I didn’t want to endure, I wasn’t going to.

Besides, I hadn’t gotten exactly everything I wanted. I hadn’t gotten Alaric. The true Alaric. And that was something I was going to have to reserve some patience for.

“That’s right, baby girl,” he rasped against my skin. “You won’t. Because you know who you belong to.

And even if you think you’re done with me, I am just getting started with you.”

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