Page 46 of A Curse So Vile

Once he was good and worked up, she popped off his cock, giggling when he growled in frustration.

“What games are you playing?”

“I’m about to fuck you, unless you have any reservations.”

“None.”

“Then sit back and enjoy.”

Brenna relished being in control.

One might say she had a need for it.

And while she didn’t much like Cole’s display of servitude, she was keen to ride him.

Straddling his lap, she pushed onto his shaft.

“Fuck,” he growled, grabbing her waist and hauling her up and down his cock. The friction caused from their grinding made her cunt tingle with desperate need, edging her closer to release.

“Look at me,”he whispered through clenched teeth.

He was beautiful. Devastatingly so.

Every single one of her lovers had been gorgeous, but Cole was something else. Magnificent in the way of folklore and legend. His dark, stormy eyes didn’t tell a tale of chivalrous nobility. They spoke of heartache and unimaginable pain.

“You’re so lovely.” He cupped her cheek, inserting a thumb into her mouth. “So fucking strong.”

She didn’t feel strong, and she was more scared than she cared to admit. Still, she’d found that she could fuck her feelings away.

Though with Cole, it was considerably harder.

Sweat dripped down her forehead onto his brow.

And all at once, he stopped, pulling her down onto his lap and staring at her as though he’d just had an epiphany. “I’ll serve you forever, m’lady. Never taking another. I pledge my life to you. My body. My strength. I’ll be your ear and keep your worries. I’ll carry you when you grow tired. I’ll be your sworn shield. The one to bear your burdens. Please don’t deny me that.”

Never had she felt such despair. She wanted so much more than what she could have with him. A whole life full of love and adventure.

She wanted children. She always had, though she tried not to think of it.

But that was a destiny meant for another.

Biting her lip teasingly, she gave him her best wry grin. “Fuck me as you would a whore.”

His brow furrowed in confusion.

“Do you think me a maiden with a heart so big, longing to be filled with marriage and babies and vows I have no business repeating?”

He shook his head slowly from side to side. “No…”

“Then fuck me like you would a whore.”

She’d said a million vulgar and crass things in her day, none of them causing her shame. Until now.

“Is a whore what you want to be, then?”

“For you, yes.”

“Then a whore you will become.”