Her Unwanted Mate On The Throne

Chapter 90 Don’t remind me of reality just yet.

Is this what she wanted? A part of her had always thought of him as her enemy in a way. Someone she wanted to be free from and someone she knew didn’t like her. But now-it was like everything had changed. He wanted her for a while, but it was the first time she'd felt the same way through and through. She wanted him and she knew it would never last more than a night—but she didn't care anymore. She would allow herself this one pleasure, even if it ended up a disaster. “Yes.” Doris whispered. He tore off her panties with one yank and removed her bra next until there was nothing to hide her from him. His eyes grew dark with desire as he took in every detail of her body. Lingering on the areas she had never shown to anyone before, it made her shiver and want to pull the covers over herself. But she knew he would never allow that. 1

The cold night air had nothing on her warm skin. He leaned down to kiss the middle of her chest before he gripped her breast. His light beard was a little scratchy against her skin, she arched her back up into him as his teeth grazed her nipple. Doris moaned at the feeling and instantly wanted to bury herself with how embarrassing she sounded. How could she bring herself to care when she was drowning in her desire? His large hands moved up her body, it sent tiny sparks across her skin and made her tremble beneath his touch. He spread her legs and positioned himself between them. His fingers grazed her opening, she gasped from the touch and it only seemed to encourage him with how dazed he looked. He teased her with his fingers and his dark blue eyes watched her like he would watch his prey, she knew all along she was his prize. Slowly, he pushed in one of his fingers and went deeper when she gasped as if he was desperate to hear more from her. “Oh!” She breathed. He moved it in and out of her for a moment before he suddenly added a second one. It made her feel... a little breathless. She didn't understand why her body felt so good from just his fingers. Was she supposed to be so sensitive to his touch? She didn't understand why she wanted more so soon. Her hips moved with his hand almost without her control. He gripped her hip and lifted her a little closer to him so he could quicken his pace and have better access . “Oh! William,” Doris gasped as she gripped the sheets. William suddenly removed his fingers the second she said his name. His mouth captured hers in a kiss so passionate, it made her head spin. She gripped onto his shoulders and pressed her body against his. Every inch of her skin was covered by him and she wished she could always feel this way. How delicious it was to feel their skin pressed so close together. His warmth passed between them, she almost forgot to prepare herself for what was coming next. He pulled back from their kiss and watched her every movement. He shifted himself and she glanced down to watch as he pressed his length against her opening. Doris held her breath and felt herself tense. William leaned down to kiss her a little softer. “Relax,” He whispered. “It'll be easier for you if you relax.” Doris slowly nodded and gripped his shoulders again. She took a deep breath and felt her body relax slowly. He didn’t push inside her until every inch of her was calm. When he did, she pressed her nails deep into his skin from the feeling. He didn't seem to mind in the slightest. He let out a loud groan when he pushed slowly inside of her until they were one. It wasn't anything she expected. She wanted to tense up at the strange feeling, but his hands reminded her to relax. He moved slowly and it looked agonizing for him to hold back as much as he was. It was painful the deeper he went. She knew from her books that it would be this way but her body would adjust to it eventually, even if it took time. He let out a heavy breath and watched her again as if he'd almost forgotten himself. She knew then that he was only holding himself back for her. He was a feral man that probably wanted to lose control on her body, but he didn't. He kept his movements slow so he didn't hurt her.

A safe sort of feeling filled her up. She nodded at him to continue and he slowly pulled out, before he pushed back inside her. It hurt just as much the second time, and the third. He didn't pick up his pace once. Her nails tore at his back and left bloody marks in their haste but he didn't notice it at all. And if he did, he must not have minded. “Doris,” He groaned against her ear when he leaned down. His hands gripped her hips and he moved a little faster than before. When he kissed her, she felt her head get fuzzy all over again. She wrapped her legs around his waist and she swore his eyes rolled back in his head for a moment. The pooling in her stomach was still filled to the brim. He moved her hips against him as he moved in and out of her. The dull pain started to feel... different. He kissed and bit at her neck and a spark of pleasure almost made her tremble in his arms. “Oh!” She gasped. He smirked a little and picked up his pace. The pain still lingered but the feeling of him was... indescribable. She wanted it, she wanted him to go a little deeper. And he did. It made her back arch and lips part. Doris titled her head back against the pillow to let out a louder moan. “Fuck,” He groaned. The bed started to tap against the wall as they moved together

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She could hear the helplessness in his voice. She saw him tense as if he was holding himself back. William moved her hips a little faster and Doris felt her breaths quicken as her arousal hit its peak “William,” He shouted her name as he released inside her the same time she let go. It was as if they were connected in more ways than one, their bodies knew when the other was ready and he only released when she was done. A battle of sparks exploded behind her eyes, she wondered if he felt the same. 1 He slowed his hips and thrusts, riding out the last of his ecstasy. He kissed her one last time before he pulled out of her and collapsed on the bed beside her. They both stared up at the ceiling, their bodies glistened with sweat and it took Doris a while to calm down her breathing long after he had finished. It didn't take long for her shameful thoughts to creep up on her as they laid beside each other. She'd just given herself to a man that she swore secretly hated her. She gave herself to a man she swore she would never touch-to a man that had attacked her and gave her nightmares for months. A prince of all things! The meanest prince

she had ever met. What... what on earth was she thinking? What had she done? Doris quickly gathered the blankets and covered herself. William watched her with his head propped on his arm and a sort of laziness in his gaze. He was probably wondering how he could slip out and never see her again. Perhaps he would let Enzo keep her and he'd be gone by morning-all his plans be damned. If not, she was sure he would turn on her the second they got out of bed. Perhaps he would spit on her again and call her useless and ugly. $ He wanted to use her the moment he saw her, didn't he? He just wanted to add her to his long list. What had she done William moved closer to her and brought her body against his. She could hear how fast his heart beat as she laid her head on his chest. Perhaps he could hear her rapid thoughts and knew she was about to take off running. 2 He made her feel good, but now she had to live with herself and what she had done. She fell right into his trap and allowed him access to her. Now he would throw her away like he had to all the rest. 2 “Should we get dressed again? I'm sure Enzo is waiting for us.” Doris whispered. She had no idea what time it was or even if they were supposed to leave soon. She looked up to see William's eyes closed and mouth in a frown. “Don’t remind me of reality just yet.” 6