I don’t stop as I walk straight to my room and kick the door closed behind me. Tabitha giggles as I toss her on the bed. She sits up and watches me strip out of my clothes.

The drive back to the palace was quiet. It was just the two of us, but there was an energy in the car. It sizzled and sparked. We are both running high with need, and I’ve got tunnel vision on getting inside her. Maybe later I can show her the palace and show her where I live. But right now, the only thing that matters is how hard she wants me to fuck her.

I need to fuck her. It was driving me crazy all day that I couldn’t stake my claim on her publicly, but I have a feeling people knew. Whispers have started, and I know I’ll have to stamp out that shit soon.

“Take that dress off if you want to keep it. Otherwise, it’s about to get trashed,” I say, throwing my belt on the floor and unzipping my slacks.

She steps off the bed and turns, giving me her back. “Can you unzip it for me?” She peeks over her shoulder, and her eyes are smoldering with sex.

I reach out and unzip it and watch as she wiggles it down her waist and lets it pool at her feet. I growl at the sight of her in a lacy thong, and I need to mark her again.

Stalking up behind her, I push her down on the bed and knee her legs apart. I fist the scrap of material that’s running up her ass and give it a tug. Her panties disintegrate under my hand and she’s left completely bare, her round ass in the air. She lets out a moan. She likes to roll her eyes when I get like this, taking what I want, but we both know she loves it. I wonder if she knows she’s the only person who has ever made me feel this way. I’ve never felt so territorial in my life. She even tilts up more, trying to get closer to me.

“I’m not sure if you know this, but underwear doesn’t have to be ripped off to be removed.”

There’s heated sass in her voice, and I pop my hand across one round cheek for it.

“Oh!” she squeaks, and wiggles it for me.

I smack the other cheek and watch it shake as the pink print of my hand blossoms on it. “You keep that up and you won’t be able to sit for a week,” I warn, rubbing my cock along the soft wetness of her pussy. “Although I might still let you sit on my face. I can’t get enough of that little pussy of yours.”

She moans and pushes back against me again, silently begging for me to fuck her. I watch as my cock glistens with her honey, and a thick pearl of cum beads at the head.

“Spread your lips for me. I want what’s mine.”

She rests her chest on the bed in front of her and widens her legs. Then she reaches between her legs and uses her hand to spread her pussy lips.

I thrust hard into her tightness, and her greedy cunt pulls me in. Then I feel her fingers on my balls as I hold myself inside her and let her adjust to my size.

“Fuck. You’re going to make me go too soon,” I say through gritted teeth, and I feel her massage them again, trying to push me over the edge. God, I love this woman.

Reaching down, I grab her wrists and pull them away, pinning them down at her sides. I hold her there and start to thrust.

“You love pushing me to the edge, Princess. I can’t decide if you want a sore ass or if you want to see how far I will take you.”

She moans as I fuck her harder and deeper into the bed. Her upturned ass is taking all that I’m giving her and begging for more.

I lean down close so my mouth is next to her ear. “The answer is yes, Tabitha. I will give you that cherry-red ass you’re begging for, and I will take you beyond anything your heart desires. The only answer I will ever give you is yes.”

I rest my forehead on her shoulder and thrust hard, feeling her legs tremble. Her moans are turning into pleas, and she’s right on the edge of cumming.

“Tell me you love me when you cum. Let me hear you say it for the first time when my cock is buried deep inside you. I love you, Tabitha, so don’t you dare deny me.”

“Vlad!” she shouts into the room as her pussy pulses around me. “I love you!”

The sound is sweeter than anything I’ve ever heard, and I nearly collapse on top of her as I go over the edge with her.

“I love you. I love you,” she whispers over and over as her orgasm runs through her body in waves of pleasure.

I nearly black out at the intensity of the moment, knowing that nothing will ever take her away, knowing that she’s the love of my life and will soon be the mother of our babies.

Somehow I drag both of us up the bed without pulling out of her. I spoon around her and possessively throw my body over hers, pinning her down.

“I’m not going to disappear in your sleep,” she says, and I can hear the smile in her voice.

“You’re definitely not now,” I say, kissing her neck. “Sleep, sweet princess. I’ve got plans to make love to you all night, and you’re going to need your rest.”

“I love you, Vlad,” she whispers again, and it’s just as sweet as the first time she said it.

“I love you, too, Tabitha.”