Page 33 of Mariposa (Queens Command #1)

It comes out muffled between his harsh kisses. His tongue begs for entry, and I either want to bite it off or suck on it. He ignores me, and he groans when he cups my ass, pressing his bulge into me.

“Why?” I shout.

“Why, what ?” he snaps.

“Why are you giving in to us now?!”

“Maybe, I don’t like the idea of you wearing a ring.

Maybe, I don’t like you teasing anyone else’s cock but mine.

And maybe I don’t like the idea of you getting married so fast after enlisting!

It happens way too often—soldiers getting married right after graduation, and I hate to see you make that cliché decision. ”

“Again, it’s none of your business,” I shoot back.

He’s jealous .

“Tell me you didn’t miss this?” I feel his fingers pull my pants free until they’re loose. He slips his two fingers in my wet panties and starts to circle my clit.

“Tell me you haven’t thought about my cock and fingers these past few months?”

“I haven’t!” I tell him sternly with a straight face, fighting the truth.

A lie that falls effortlessly with a skip in my heart.

I think about him every night. His arms, voice, and scent are the anchors that peacefully sink me into sleep. And when I wake up, I want to go back to a place where we can be together, and that’s only in my dreams.

I may be stupid for feeling this way towards him so fast, but I have to hold onto some kind of light in my darkness.

He pulls back, and I drop to my knees, letting him take control. I watch him, entranced in his world, the world where there are no rules. Somewhere only we know.

“I guess I have to fuck those lies straight out of your mouth, Violet.” He smirks and starts to unbutton his pants.

They pool around his ankles. He exposes his hard cock, fisting it.

Pre-cum glistens, leaking at the tip, and I want to taste.

I stare at it, in awe of his size, when he says, “Spit on my dick, baby, make it nice and wet.”

He slaps my face with his cock several times on my cheeks. He drags the head, leaving streaks of his pre-cum on my lips like he’s painting me.

I’m still upset about him calling me a regret, though, and his hot-and-cold behavior toward me.

“You put it in my mouth, and I’ll bite it off. I want an apology for what you said to me.”

He yanks my ponytail upwards until I’m facing his cold, punishing stare. I hiss, but how does he know which buttons to push? The long, deep scar on his right eye creases when he smiles.

“You use your teeth, and I won’t be fucking your mouth; it’ll be the back of your throat that gets it. How’s that for an apology?”

I love it when he’s mean to me.

He pushes it inside my mouth, and my clit throbs.

“Such a puny dick,” I spit with rage, knowing damn well it should be illegal to have a cock that thick and long. I’m getting under his skin on purpose because whenever I act like a brat, he punishes me for it.

My tongue laps him like it was made for me, and his taste has me eager to devour him until I see stars.

He starts to fuck my throat viciously with grunts and moans.

Pain shoots into my flesh like he wants me to remember this moment for the rest of my life.

Hell, I want him to remember this moment for the rest of his life.

I like him too damn much already. I know that.

“If it’s so small, then why the fuck are you bleeding tears for me right now?” I gurgle on his girth as he continues to roll his hips and thrusts wildly.

Warmth rolls down both cheeks, my mascara running down and blurring my vision with black flecks. He keeps going, and then he closes my nostrils with his fingers so I can’t breathe.

Fucker .

I whimper, and my muscles twitch, but then he slaps my face, stunning me until I’m wetter. The slap was hot and harsh, but not enough to hurt, and more than enough to turn me on.

Does slapping turn me on? It sure as fuck does now.

I narrow my eyes, sending daggers into those mesmerizing pale blue and vibrant deep green eyes.

“Why can’t you talk?” he taunts me as he pulls my ponytail tighter, and I suck harder.

“Maybe if you stop complaining so fucking much and admit you missed me, I’ll think about letting you come,” he tells me with a cold tone as he admires me on my knees, choking on his length.

I’ve missed his taste. No one has ever made me feel the things he has. His balls slap my chin, and it only makes my pussy clench on air.

“Tell me you missed me. Scream it.”

He pulls out just enough for me to talk and move my tongue before he’s ramming it back in. I suck harder, tasting every single vein and the shape of his dick; he tastes so addicting. I can suck him off all night if he lets me.

He slides out, letting my nose go.

“I missed you! You asshole!”

Slamming his thick massive cock back inside my mouth, I gag, but I regain my composure quickly. The way he’s moving, his rough possessive need to own me—it’s exhilarating.

He pulls out of my mouth, ropes of saliva trailing after, and traces my lips with his head.

His pre-cum is dripping from his tip. “I bet if I tear off your panties right now, your pussy will be dripping wet, begging me to fuck it. Or maybe I should take your ass while your pussy weeps for me? Maybe then you’ll beg for it and say please like a good fucking girl. ”

Anal? No one has ever fucked me there before, but Kade makes me so damn curious. His cock is beautiful, and I’d like him to fuck me every which way he can.

Massaging his balls, I look up at him as he narrows his brows at me, tightening his grip on my hair as I continue to take his length, deep throating him to no end.

“Fuck,” he groans. “It’s such a shame your pussy is so off-limits to me, because I’ve been wanting to fuck it until you’re screaming for me to stop, and when you do, I’ll fuck you just a bit harder.”

He thrusts faster, making me gag. I smile as he makes me choke on it.

“Harder, Kade.”

The sound of me sucking, savoring his taste…

everything about Kade…has me wanting to rub myself.

I clench my thighs together as he fucks my throat deeper until more tears are falling down my cheeks and saliva is dripping off my chin.

He tsks , shaking his head. He kicks my thighs apart with his boot and slaps my hand away from moving into my panties.

His thrusts speed up until warmth fills my throat.

He spills his cum inside me with a loud growl and slows his movements, but he pushes deeper until he’s practically down my throat.

As soon as he pulls out, I swallow every drop.

“Good girl,” he rasps, tucking his cock back into his boxers. He buttons himself back up while I’m soaking wet. He smirks cruelly and grabs me by the jaw while I’m still on my knees.

“Do you want to come, Mariposa?” His voice is intertwined with disdain.

I nod frantically.

His grin intensifies, and he leans down.

I pucker my lips, ready for his dominating kiss.

I’m prepared to beg for it while I wait for him to close the distance.

As soon as his sultry breath touches my lips, he forces me to open my mouth with his fingers.

My eyelids flutter wildly as I let him take control of my gaping open mouth, and he spits.

He spits into my mouth .

With widened eyes, I glare at him.

“Swallow. That’s all you’ll get from me until you give me a name.”

Rising and standing straight, I swallow and nudge him with my shoulder as I pass him while he tries to slide his belt back in the loops.

My ringtone pings in between us, and he scowls.

Castle .

She’s been calling and texting me for the past twenty minutes. We made plans to hang out. It’s our last weekend of freedom before the mission, and I promised we’d go down to the bonfire and play Catan.

“Is that your future husband? Are you going to tell me who it is?” he asks with a deep, husky timber, a desirable sound reverberating in the base of his throat.

“And if it is him?” I spit with an aggravated tone.

Silence .

With my hand on the doorknob, ready to flee the villain I’ve come to admire, I turn around to give him one last glance. He still hasn’t lifted his eyes to me. He runs a hand through his beard as he finishes putting on his belt.

“I have to go.” I turn around and grab the doorknob, but before I can push it open, his fingers wrap around my throat and squeeze. He slams me against the wall, and I scratch his wrists. He’s so rough, yet so careful not to actually hurt me.

Dominant but precise.

Dangerous yet seductive .

“I’m not done with you yet,” he breathes against my lips as he squeezes harder.

“If you speak to that asshole, I’ll knock your fucking door down tonight and fuck you until your legs ache and your cunt is sore.

It will be my cum that leaks from your well-fucked pussy while you’re on the phone with your fiancé. ”

“I won’t believe it until I see it.”

“Isla?!” Castle’s distant voice shouts, making Kade take a step back from me. Before he lets me go, I hook my hand around his wrist and place one of his fingers inside my mouth and suck on it.

He groans, and those beautiful, hooded eyes darken.

Popping his finger out of my mouth, I smirk.

“Apology accepted.”

I run out of the room, leaving Kade just as unsatisfied as me.