Total pages in book: 37
Estimated words: 34198 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 171(@200wpm)___ 137(@250wpm)___ 114(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 34198 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 171(@200wpm)___ 137(@250wpm)___ 114(@300wpm)
“Good girl,” he said, kissing the top of my hair as I came down from it, whimpering like a little kitten. “Now it’s my turn, princess.”
And then he really started to fuck me, the thrusts of his hips powerful and strong, making me submit to his body completely until I was a shuddering wreck of moans and cries. He grabbed my throat, his fingers touching the diamond collar around my neck as he kept on fucking me like a madman. And then he stopped, and our eyes connected, his gaze filled with lust and love as he stared me down. The view of him above me, with snowflakes falling all over us, would be ingrained in my memory forever.
“You’re mine, Ella,” he said simply, pushing himself an inch deeper, so far it hurt like hell until I felt him spill, felt his rock-hard cock spasm inside me, felt his hot cum splashing all over the inside of my pussy.
“Rafe,” I moaned. “Rafe, oh God…”
“Take it,” he growled. “Fucking take it, little princess, take it all.”
He filled me up, and the cum just kept on coming and coming, running out of me now, and as he pushed himself in and out, spurting out of my newly fucked pussy. Rafe pulled his cock out and I watched the cum pool on the ground beneath me, a little smile playing on my lips.
“Remember you’re mine,” he told me, picking me up in his strong arms as if I weighed nothing at all. “You’ve been such a good girl for me, Ella. I cannot wait to have you forever.”
He held me close, and I shivered in his arms as he pulled the dress back up over my naked body. My hair was tousled, and I was out of breath, but I had never felt better. I felt like I belonged for the first time in my life, and to a man who would treasure me forever. I wanted to be his, I never wanted Rafael to change his mind.
“We have to get back to the dance,” I whispered, and Rafael grabbed me, holding me close.
“Not before I tell you this,” he said simply, taking my face in his hands and looking right into my eyes. “I love you, princess Ella. I’ve loved you since the second I saw you, and now that I’ve proven it, I’m going to claim you in front of everyone.”
My body shivered with his words, and I giggled nervously as he pulled me back, running through the maze. I felt special in that moment as if Edna truly had sprinkled some fairy dust over me before I left to make sure my evening was well and truly magical. And it had been… But I had a big decision to make.
I still had my ticket for the bus out of town, though I wasn’t so sure I wanted to make use of it now. But I would have to decide soon—it would soon be midnight…
Rafe tore himself away from me in front of the entrance to the maze.
“I have to make sure everything is ready,” he told me. “Can you wait here for me? Only a few minutes princess…”
“Yes,” I nodded, giving him a small smile. “I’ll wait.”
He left a fleeting, much too short kiss on my lips before running off. And once he was almost out of sight, he turned back, and winked at me over his shoulder, sending butterflies to my stomach once again.
The guests of the ball seemed entranced by the snow, most of them gathering outside and staring at the sky with childlike wonder. It made me grin from ear to ear, especially with the hidden memory of Rafe and myself in the maze… so fresh in my mind I could still taste his tongue in my mouth, feel his cock pressing between my legs urgently.
“What the hell are you doing here?”
My moment of happiness didn’t last long, and I turned around to face my snarling stepmother. I fumbled to find the mask I’d been wearing, but she stopped me, grabbing my arm viciously and making me cry out in pain.
“I know who you are, stupid girl,” she said bitterly. “No use in trying to hide anymore.”
“Martha, I…” I started, but she cut me off.
“You really are a naive little girl, aren’t you, Ella?”
“W-What?” I stuttered. “What d-do you mean?”
She made me feel so weak. So powerless. I hated it.
“Don’t you think he has a whole group of girls like you?” she asked. “Don’t think you’re anything but the flavor of the day, Ella. You’re done here, he’s done with you.”
“He’s not,” I whispered.
“No?” she asked, pointing inside.
I looked up. Rafe was talking to a girl inside, laughing with her. She was absolutely stunning, painfully so, and it hurt so much to see him with her I felt my bottom lip trembling.