Back The Rite Trilogy: A Sovereign Sons Novel
Chapters (104)
  1. Cover
  2. His Rule
  3. About This Book
  4. Mercedes
  5. Judge
  6. Judge
  7. Mercedes
  8. Mercedes
  9. Judge
  10. Judge
  11. Mercedes
  12. Judge
  13. Judge
  14. Mercedes
  15. Mercedes
  16. Judge
  17. Judge
  18. Judge
  19. Mercedes
  20. Mercedes
  21. Judge
  22. Judge
  23. Mercedes
  24. Mercedes
  25. Judge
  26. Judge
  27. Judge
  28. Mercedes
  29. Mercedes
  30. Judge
  31. Judge
  32. Mercedes
  33. Mercedes
  34. Judge
  35. Judge
  36. Judge
  37. Mercedes
  38. Her Rebellion
  39. About This Book
  40. Judge
  41. Mercedes
  42. Judge
  43. Judge
  44. Mercedes
  45. Mercedes
  46. Judge
  47. Mercedes
  48. Judge
  49. Judge
  50. Mercedes
  51. Mercedes
  52. Judge
  53. Judge
  54. Mercedes
  55. Mercedes
  56. Judge
  57. Judge
  58. Mercedes
  59. Mercedes
  60. Judge
  61. Judge
  62. Mercedes
  63. Judge
  64. Mercedes
  65. Judge
  66. Judge
  67. Their Reign
  68. About This Book
  69. Judge
  70. Mercedes
  71. Mercedes
  72. Judge
  73. Judge
  74. Judge
  75. Mercedes
  76. Mercedes
  77. Judge
  78. Judge
  79. Mercedes
  80. Judge
  81. Judge
  82. Mercedes
  83. Mercedes
  84. Judge
  85. Judge
  86. Judge
  87. Mercedes
  88. Mercedes
  89. Judge
  90. Santiago
  91. Judge
  92. Judge
  93. Mercedes
  94. Mercedes
  95. Judge
  96. Judge
  97. Judge
  98. Epilogue
  99. What to read next
  100. Thank you
  101. Also by A. Zavarelli
  102. Also by Natasha Knight
  103. About Natasha Knight
  104. 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.