Femme Fatale: The King's Deadly Temptress

Chapter 437: Hitting The Spot

Without as much as a warning, Damien had entered her once againonly this time, it wasn't his fingers deep inside her.

Katherine dug her fingers into the flesh on his back as he continuously pounded into her. So unforgiving. So raw. So wild. 

His length was so impossibly hard like a rod, slamming inside her without restraint just like she had asked him. "Oh my god, Damien!" She bit his shoulderwhere his onyx tattoo should beas he buried his face into the crook of her neck. He kissed the spot below her ear in between his breathy moans, cursing when she started meeting his every thrust.

She tried to keep up with his pace, yet the more she did, the more intense it got and he became even more frenziedand she loved it. "More," she begged without realizing it. "More, Damien."

"Sht." He pulled out, surprising her.

"WhaAh!" she yelped.

Just as she thought he stopped, he all but flipped her onto her stomach. "Up," he groaned at the same time that he yanked her to her knees so that she was now on all fours for him.

Katherine's heart was beating frantically in her chest. Before she could even recover, he had already slammed back inside her. This time, he drove even deeper into her to the hilt. He held her by the waist, then he slid a hand from her nape down her spine.

"You were so naughty, Kitten."

"Oh my, gAhh!!!"

She cried out when his palm connected with the right cheek of her ass. She could not believe that Damien just spanked her. And that wasn't even the most surprising thing for herit's that she didn't hate it at all. In fact, she may have even loved it. It stung the moment it happened, but then he rubbed the same spot so gently like he wasn't rough just a second ago.

Katherine grabbed a pillow from above her and hugged it, lowering herself onto her elbows as he got even more intense for her. She asked for this, now she was getting it. He gripped her by the waist so tightly as he drove into her repeatedly. Squeezing her eyes shut, she could feel her walls tighten just as he hit the deepest part of her.

"You misbehaved while I was away," he grunted. "Breaking in getting drunk going to jail."

"Ahh!" She cried once again and then moaned when another palm met her bottom. "Mmm Damien"

"Yes?"

"It's too much" 

"You want me to stop?"

"No. I'm going to come again. Don't you dare!"

Damien chuckled and increased his pace. She squirmed and screamed as she found her second orgasm and came, her walls tightening around him.

"Fck. Fck. Fck." He lost it when he felt her convulse around his length. Chasing his own climax, the pressure kept building and building. His clutch on her tightened even more. 

"And that stunt you pulled at the party," he growled, giving her another spank and hearing her yelp. "Taking off your underwear in a room full of people. So naughty, Katherine!"

She knew she would get punished for what she did. She just didn't think she would receive her punishment like this. Another orgasm was building up inside her just as she had calmed down a notch.

"Damien" Tears brimmed her eyes. She was on her way back up the cliff again. "Please" Her knuckles were so white from clutching the pillow and the sheets.

"Are you still on the pill?" It was probably too late but he still asked, his breathing ragged.

"Yes!"

"Come with me." Reaching around her, his fingers found her engorged nub and he pressed on it at the same time that he continued to thrust into her. Once more. Twice. 

Just as he said that, she screamed his name and she was on her third mind-blowing release. She spasmed, riding the waves and waves of the overwhelming torrent of her orgasm.

"Katherine!" Damien's whole body tensed up as he unloaded everything into her. With her inner walls still clenching, she milked him until he found the end of his rush. Then, he fell forward, his front pressing against her back as they both panted and collapsed on the bed.

When he pulled out of her later, none of them spoke, but their heated bodies still found each other. She was so spent, she couldn't move a muscle but he carefully spun her around so that they faced each other. His gentleness now was such a contrast to his roughness just a couple of minutes ago.

"Say it again" he whispered above her with his eyes closed.

"Mmm?"

"Tell me you love me."

With all her might, Katherine shifted in his arms until she was level with his face. They were both sweaty and sticky, but that didn't matter at all. Placing her hand against his cheek, she watched as he fluttered his eyes open. And when they met each other's longing gazes, she told him, "I love you, Damien. Yesterday, today, and tomorrow. I love you. Until we have grey hair, and we grow old, I will still love you."

She didn't wait for him to respond, and she pressed her lips to his, kissing him so softly yet surely like she wanted him to understand her feelings.

When they broke their kiss, a smile gradually painted his face. "I love you, too, Katherine. Always. Forever. To infinity and beyond."

She widened her eyes, understanding what he just said. It didn't take her long to realize that Amelia must have told him about what they talked about last night. She was drunk but she meant everything she said. She smiled for him and kissed him again.

His hand traveled down her back, landing on the spot where he spanked her and he stroked it. "I'm sorry I hit you."

Katherine knitted her brows and then relaxed when she chuckled, shaking her head. "Don't be. I'm not. I liked it."

Damien threw his head back and laughed with her. "You're really one crazy, naughty Kitten."

"Mhmm And I'm all yours," she said.