Chapters (104)
- Cover
- His Rule
- About This Book
- Mercedes
- Judge
- Judge
- Mercedes
- Mercedes
- Judge
- Judge
- Mercedes
- Judge
- Judge
- Mercedes
- Mercedes
- Judge
- Judge
- Judge
- Mercedes
- Mercedes
- Judge
- Judge
- Mercedes
- Mercedes
- Judge
- Judge
- Judge
- Mercedes
- Mercedes
- Judge
- Judge
- Mercedes
- Mercedes
- Judge
- Judge
- Judge
- Mercedes
- Her Rebellion
- About This Book
- Judge
- Mercedes
- Judge
- Judge
- Mercedes
- Mercedes
- Judge
- Mercedes
- Judge
- Judge
- Mercedes
- Mercedes
- Judge
- Judge
- Mercedes
- Mercedes
- Judge
- Judge
- Mercedes
- Mercedes
- Judge
- Judge
- Mercedes
- Judge
- Mercedes
- Judge
- Judge
- Their Reign
- About This Book
- Judge
- Mercedes
- Mercedes
- Judge
- Judge
- Judge
- Mercedes
- Mercedes
- Judge
- Judge
- Mercedes
- Judge
- Judge
- Mercedes
- Mercedes
- Judge
- Judge
- Judge
- Mercedes
- Mercedes
- Judge
- Santiago
- Judge
- Judge
- Mercedes
- Mercedes
- Judge
- Judge
- Judge
- Epilogue
- What to read next
- Thank you
- Also by A. Zavarelli
- Also by Natasha Knight
- About Natasha Knight
- About A. Zavarelli
I undo my belt and slacks, pushing them down only as far as I have to in order to free my cock. Scooping up the lotion, I smear it over my dick, then lift her by her hips, digging my fingers into tender flesh to keep her in position. I push her knees apart with my own and look down at her.
“I’m giving you what you want,” I tell her.
“At least be honest with yourself. You want it, too. You want me. The difference between us is that you can’t stand yourself for it.”
I don’t answer her. Instead, I brush my thumb over her tight hole. She stiffens. But it’s when I push against it that her eyes go wide and she realizes how I intend to take her.
“Judge!”
I meet those eyes with a grin. “Try to relax.” I release her wrists and grip her ass cheeks, splaying her wide. Fuck, she’s so beautiful. “It’ll be easier for you to take me in your tight little ass if you relax.” I shift my gaze back to hers. “And you will take me. All of me.”
“Judge, you can’t—”
She sucks in a breath as I guide the head of my cock into her. She’s tight. Too tight.
“You’ll tear me in two!” She fists the sheets. I think she’s trying to crawl away.
I slap her hip. “I said relax.” I push in, resisting the urge to thrust into her, groaning at the tight squeeze of her passage on my cock.
“Oh, God. I can’t. I…”
I slip one hand around to her clit as I push deeper, watching my cock disappear inside her.
“You’re going to kill me,” she manages more quietly.
Leaning over her, I bite the curve of her shoulder. “I’m going to make you come hard, little monster.” With that, I thrust into her, unable to hold back any longer.
She cries out, and I have to haul her hips back up. I draw out and thrust again.
“Please!”
“Shh. You can take me, Mercedes.” I make myself still and rub her clit, savoring the feel of her.
She lays her cheek down with a moan in a sort of surrender.
“Good. That’s good. Just relax.”
Her slickness coats my fingers, and all I can think is I need to come inside her. I need it. She whimpers, and I lay my body over hers and kiss her temple, holding her tight to me. Her eyes go glassy. I kiss her cheek, her eyelid, the corner of her mouth as I feel her from the inside, owning her.