Stolen by the Rebel King
Chapter 247: Marks of Love II *

Chapter 247: Marks of Love II *

"Atticus?" she asked, her voice still raspy. Daphne’s mind felt as though there was a layer of mist glazed over it. She could barely think straight but the sudden lack of touch between her and him quickly sobered her up.

She had been so close. Just a few more pumps and she would’ve came undone no doubt.

"Not yet," he said between grins. His own breathing was heavy, still laced with desire.

He placed her onto the bed and flipped her over without warning. Daphne yelped in surprise as she was on all fours, her ass lifted high in the air. She could feel Atticus’s hands prying her open, his thumb gently pulling open her folds so that he could see it better.

"Wait―"

She didn’t have a chance to speak. Atticus drove his cock deep within her in one fell swoop, causing her to cry out with pleasure.

That one movement was all it needed for her to come undone, her body shaking to the point where her hands felt weak. Her walls contracted around him, tightening and loosening repeatedly as she shook, her sanity slipping as her pleasure washed over her unbidden.

Losing strength in her arms, Daphne collapsed onto the bed, her face buried deep in the pillows. Atticus’s fingers dug against the soft flesh of her hips, keeping her bottom half up in the air and connected with him still.

He gritted his teeth, clenching his jaw hard to prevent himself from releasing so quickly. Only when Daphne had somewhat calmed down had he let go. He leaned forward and over her, carefully doing so and making sure that he was still in her.

"What..." Daphne sighed, blinking rapidly to clear the fog from her eyes. "What are you doing―"

His fingers laced tightly together with hers, keeping her hands pressed against the bed. His own body weight pinned her down, careful not to crush her, but enough to prevent her from moving away if she ever tried.

Without warning, he bit down on her shoulder, causing Daphne to hiss out in surprise. Pain shot through her alongside surprise, but for some odd reason, she reveled in it. His tongue ran over the area after, kissing the teeth marks that were now imprinted on her skin.

"Making sure the whole world knows you’re mine," he said. Slowly, he began to pump, knocking deep inside her that every time he moved, the bed creaked along with his actions.

Every thrust he made caused Daphne to moan, whimpering at the sensation of his cock hitting her cervix. The angle they were at allowed him to grind down at her favorite spot, the sound of her sighs and his groans quickly filling up the room.

He drew back his hips teasingly slow, only to slam back down in her with an intensity that easily elicited a whine from her, unprepared for the sensation, only for it to repeat all over again.

Her mewls felt like a melody in Atticus’s ears. The friction of her insides against his length was quickly building up pressure in his hips. He could almost feel himself turning sluggish but every sigh that escaped Daphne ignited a fire inside him that burned with vigor. He picked up his pace, working his cock into her as his grip on her hands tightened.

"A-Atticus..." she choked out, biting her lip to prevent herself from screaming in pleasure. Her head felt light and her body felt feverish. The sensation was blissful but it was frustrating to have her second wave right there, just barely out of reach.

"Hmm?" He began to pepper kisses across her skin, his lips leaving a trail behind its wake. "What’s wrong, sunshine?"

"Faster..." she whined, "Please, faster."

He bucked in response, a silent reply to her request. Atticus was in complete control of her, manipulating her every sensation with just one easy stroke of his. His cock brushed against her walls just enough to send her spiraling into madness, but not barely enough to push her over the edge. Being dangled right there was slowly driving her insane and Daphne craved more.

She needed it.

And her husband knew that as well. He groaned into her skin, finally picking up the pace. The sensation quickly brought back the same feeling― her head grew light and she felt like she was afloat. Atticus was quickly bringing her to her second climax and it was so close.

She was so close.

"I’m... Atticus... I’m..."

He only groaned in reply, pressing his forehead down against her head. He didn’t need her to say it― Atticus knew that she was close and he, too, was threatening to spill over at any time. He only wanted to draw it out longer, extend that pleasure as much as it could stretch. Yet, he was at his limit.

"Fuck."

Atticus groaned and sharply hissed, pressing his teeth gently against her shoulders. His fingers clenched tightly around hers as he released, bucking his hips against her behind so that he could lodge himself as deeply inside her as was physically possible.

When Daphne felt his warmth gush inside her, she too came unraveled, her second climax sending her tumbling down into a shaking mess. She clamped down hard around him, drawing a shaky breath and a hushed grunt from Atticus.

Her body melted against him, strength disappearing from all four limbs as she lay there beneath him. Even after pleasure washed over them both, Atticus kept himself hilt-deep inside her, unmoving. His breaths were still heavy, fanning over her neck whenever he breathed out against her skin.

It was only after she had completely stopped shaking did he finally rose up. He pulled out of her with a small popping sound, watching in satisfaction as a trail of creamy white leaked from her hole. Atticus licked his finger before using it to scoop up whatever cum had dribbled out, teasing around her clit and watching Daphne squirm before he pressed his coated finger back into her.

She jolted slightly from the feeling, still sensitive from all that was done before. When he pulled his finger out again, Daphne whimpered, curling a little in on herself.

"Are you alright?" Atticus asked, crawling over and pulling her into his embrace.

When she peeled open her eyes, she was immediately met with Atticus’s handsome face and piercing eyes, watching her every movement as though he was studying her expressions.

She nodded twice, her tongue darting out to wet her dry lips.

Daphne didn’t know what came over her. She just felt like she had to say it.

"Atticus," she said.

"I’m here."

"Atticus," Daphne kept hold of his gaze, unblinking. "I love you."

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