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Her Unwanted Mate On The Throne

Chapter 115
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Chapter 115 Lust couldn’t wait.

William’s hands gripped Doris’s hips roughly as he pulled her against him. He didn’t let her think she had

control for even a moment. His dominance overrode her determination and his kisses tried to devour her

whole but she only wanted more. She crept her hands up his body with only sinister intentions and she

could feel his muscles tense under her touch. She wondered how long either of them could last before

he lost his sense of control.

It was a strange feeling. It was like her body needed him more than she could express with words. His

hands on her felt right and made her feel whole again. His lips sung their own symphony against her

own. It was almost hard to keep up with his movements but she twisted her fingers in his dark hair and

pushed herself up into him as she allowed him entrance into her mouth.

A growl rumbled from the back of his throat, she swallowed the sound and tried to win the battle-but he

was not one to surrender to anyone. William lifted Doris and wrapped her around his waist before he

slammed her back against the stone walls. She gasped against his mouth but he only kissed her harder.

Her mind fogged and blocked out the world around them.

“William-“ She groaned and tore off the shreds of his shirt that still remained. His bare chest was blinding

to her lust, it made her head spin and legs shake but he held her firm. The shame that tried to silence her

desires were gone for the night. Her mind felt empty of anything but William and the way his body

responded to even the

slightest touch from her.

“I knew you couldn’t hide from me forever.” William said roughly against her ear. She could feel his length

press up between her legs and she had to bite back her own whimpers. “Tell me what you want.” He

demanded. His voice circled around her like a rope that tried to tie her to him and she was only willing to

allow it.

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Doris knew from his voice that he already had her right where he wanted her. She could toy with him a

bit longer but that would only be torture to herself. He didn’t seem willing to allow her to tease him today.

They had been apart much too long.“ You.” Doris whispered.

William put her down for a second to take off her pants. Doris tangled their limbs as she pushed his own

pants down to free him from any sense of restraint. He moaned when her fingers căressed his length

and the sound sent shivers down her body and pooled a warmth between her legs. Her fingers itched to

touch herself just to show him how wet he’d made her so quickly but her own shyness prevented her

from being any more bold than she already was. It took mere breaths before they were both bare before

one another and not even the cold could chill her heated flesh.

William gripped her hips and spun her away from him until her back pressed against his chest. He

moved her hair out of the way and gripped the side of her head. “You’re mine.” He growled. Her body

shivered from his voice. Doris closed her eyes and felt her blood rush through her body with such an

intensity that it almost left her weak.

He forced her forward and made her grip the wall as his large hands pulled her hips back against him.

His length teased her entrance for agonizing secorlds before he pushed inside her wetness without

another hesitation. She didn’t expect him to be so rough but she didn’t want him to be so soft anymore.

She knew he’d held back before, but he didn’t have to anymore now that her body was used to him..

“Oh!” Doris gasped. Her fingers curved against the stone as he started to push inside her. There was

nothing but ice to grip onto and she was surprised their bodies didn’t melt everything around them. He

gripped her so hard, she knew his fingers would leave marks like tattoos across her pale hips. Each time

he thrusted inside her, her face pressed against the stone almost painfully but she didn’t want him to

stop.

William’s length pushed so far inside her, Doris couldn’t help but scream. She gripped her own breasts

when they ached, William moaned and fisted one of his hands in her hair as his hips rocked harshly

against her own. It was impossible for him to touch every inch of her, but she wanted his hands all over

her. .

William thrusted in and out of her with a rhythm that kept changing. It was as if he knew he was driving

her crazy and it only encouraged him to push in deep and hard before he slowed down.

“William—“ Doris groaned. He suddenly pulled himself out of her throbbing core and Doris was ready to

beg on her knees for him to push back inside her.

Before she could, William turned her back towards him and lifted her up around him again. Her legs

wrapped tightly around his waist and he wasted no time as he pushed back inside her. Doris screamed

and tilted her head back, William’s teeth found her neck and claimed her skin with love bites that made

her want to spin out of control. He did this on purpose, she knew he wanted everyone to know who she

belonged to.

“Doris—“ He groaned against her skin. His hands moved her up and down on his length as his hips

rocked up against her. His movements weren’t kind or hesitant. He moved with a force that let her know

she belonged to him in his mind and he wasn’t afraid to claim her as roughly as he wanted. There was

no sense in her mind, her body wanted him.

His hungry blue eyes were flames as they watched her breasts bounce each time he thrusted inside her.

He looked at her as if she was the only thing he ever wanted to taste on his tongue again and it made

her feel as if she was about to unravel in his grip. If he hadn’t been holding her so firmly, she just might

have.

Her fingers curled around his neck as she forced his mouth back to her own. It was almost hard to kiss

him with the constant noises that tried to erupt from her throat but his own moans tasted so good. She

wanted to bottle up the sound and carry it with her wherever she went.

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A pool of pleasure warmed the bottom of her stomach. He forced himself up deeper inside her and

brought her down hard on his length for each thrust. She felt her gaze fog and body ache as her moan’s

became more frequent but he only seemed to want more from her—as if each sound was his own

reward.

He must have felt her tense because his hips smashed against hers quicker than her body could register.

A pressure rose inside her body and she couldn’t form words to tell him.

“Come on,” He groaned against her ear. She wanted every single bruise he gave her and wished she

could tattoo them on her skin to remember how good it felt to get them. She never expected a wave of

pain to be filled with such an intense pleasure that she couldn’t explain. 1

“I’m—“Doris whimpered. He silenced her with a kiss and pressed her back up harder against the cold

wall as he moved up inside her. Her entire body tingled and she knew she was done for.

“William!” Doris screamed. The sound echoed around them and deep down she hoped that it didn’t leave

the privacy of this cave but she couldn’t bring herself to care in the moment. She wouldn’t care if

someone had heard them loud and clear let them hear her. 1

“Fuck, Doris.” William groaned as his own release came undone inside her. She hit her peak seconds

before he unleashed his own. Her body felt limp in his arms as his thrusts slowed all at once as if his own

exhaustion was finally catching up on him. 1

He held her against him as their breaths filled the air. She rested her head against his shoulder and

closed her eyes. For a moment, she allowed herself to pretend that they were normal lovers that were

caught out in a snowstorm. No palace, no rogues or enemies wanting them dead. They were just normal

people that were meant for each other despite all of the fights. 3

When he set her down, she remembered all of their troubles like a wave that tried to drown her. Piece by

piece, she pulled on her clothes as if they were armor against what awaited them.