Rebirth: The unfavored Princess is the Tyrant King's favorite-Chapter 116: R 18+--- shedding of inhibitions

Trigger Warning: This Chapter contains mature content and sexual scenes. Please read at your own risk.

"What do you say? Should we continue from where we left off?" Nicholas leaned in and whispered into her ear.

His voice was so sultry and seductive that she felt the wetness between her legs become even more intense and drip down her thighs.

Already knowing that she was doomed to surrender to this rogue before her, she could only nod shyly to show her acceptance.

After getting her approval, Nicholas didn’t waste time and carried her onto the desk in his bedchamber. Today, he wanted to mark every corner of the room with their lovemaking.

He made her sit on the desk, raising her legs and placing them on each of her sides. He held her hands and positioned her palms flat on the desk to support her body and made her lean back slightly so that she could support herself with her hands.

Luciana’s body was positioned in such a way that her legs were spread apart, and her pussy was laid bare, utterly exposed for Nicholas’s view.

Nicholas stared at Luciana’s neatly groomed pussy, and his erect cock jerked in response.

"I want to make love to you here on this desk; I want you to let go and let us surrender wholly to each other. Are you okay with that?" Nicholas asked, his voice barely above a whisper and his intense gaze not turning down a notch and causing her heart to skip a beat.

His thumbs were on her inner thighs, rubbing the damp area gently, but even that little action was causing an overwhelming desire to awaken within her; she wanted more.

"Yes," she cried out.

"Wildflower, I want you to understand what I’m trying to say. I’m addicted to you; I won’t lie. And I might be rough and fast and could make you feel pain..."

Her breath hitched at those words, and her heart thumped even faster in her ribcage.

"But I assure you it won’t only be about pain; I can show you pleasures that you probably didn’t know your body was capable of feeling. Make you scream my name in a way that you like, and I’ll make sure you are satisfied."

He looked like the devil as he said those words and stared at her with a dangerous gaze and narrowed eyes.

’If it were the previous her, she would have fled with all the warning bells that had begun to go off in her head, but why did he seem even more alluring and so captivating that she wanted him to show her what he was talking about?’

"Show it to me," she said, a little bit surprised at the certainty in her own voice. She didn’t even rethink the pain he talked about, since she only remembered the pleasure promised.

Before she realized it, he pressed his lips against hers in a bruising and searing hot kiss.

The kiss felt like a volcano, hot and fiery and domineering, its forceful torrents crushing her already weakened defenses and collapsing all her remaining walls of resistance and making her feel as if she was going to wither into ashes and not even realize how it happened in the first place.

His tongue was like a drug that she was addicted to and couldn’t get enough of, with his hands in her hair pulling her closer to him as he dove his tongue into every corner of her mouth, tasting her with relish as if her mouth were the most delicious delicacy in the world and making her open up more to him, letting herself go, and surrendering to him.

She was at his mercy as she moaned into his mouth, oblivious to everything else.

Nicholas saw she was exactly where he wanted and positioned his cock at her wet entrance, pushing his full length into her.

She arched her back, her body jerking in response to the sudden intrusion, and Nicholas could tell from how she was clenching around him that she was about to cum again.

She was too responsive; they had just begun, and she was already cumming, but Nicholas couldn’t allow her to cum just like that.

He moved his hands onto her neck, holding her down with just the right amount of force so that he didn’t choke her, and he pulled his cock out of her, earning a shout of protest from her.

"If you become a little good girl and say please, I could make you feel even more pleasure," he taunted.

She stared at him with a mix of anger and submission.

"You are crazy," she choked out as he positioned himself at her entrance and started to thrust again into her slowly, teasing her.

"I know..." he whispered and added teasingly,

"You are crazy for me too," and he could tell from her face that those words sent her over the edge again.

She had arched her back, spreading her legs wider, pushing herself towards him, and offering herself to him. But he pulled back, and she glared at him before she lowered her gaze and finally submitted.

"Please... take me..."

That was all it took, and he slammed into her with full force. He could feel her walls clenching around him and causing him to let out an uncontrolled, throaty growl filled with lust.

His pace began to increase; he plunged in and out of her like a beast without control. She bit her lips as she tried to stifle her moans, but she was failing miserably.

She could only let out gasps as she stared at him through her lashes shyly as a blush tinted her cheeks. He wanted to tell him to have mercy on her. But she was enjoying his roughness too.

Nicholas lifted her legs, placed them over his shoulders, and brought her hips forward, thrusting into her at that angle. He held her shoulder in place and slammed in and out of her at a fast pace, bringing him close to the edge.

Her walls stretched and squeezed him, milking him dry. He grunted and pulled out of her and immediately thrust back into her warm core and began to bang her while he was still standing.

He brought his strong hands to her hips, holding her waist in his strong grip to keep her in place and pushing her body towards him to meet his thrusts.

Luciana’s moans and screams, Nicholas’s grunts and groans, and the slapping of their skins filled the room.

The vanity table mirror on the side they had not paid attention to captured their bodies joined in an untamed, raw lust with the man’s gaze glinting with fierce hunger and the woman looking like a weak prey caught in a hunter’s trap with her lips parted to let out breathless moans.

They both shed their inhibitions and embraced their sexual cravings and desires in a way that made them vulnerable and yet powerful at the same time.