CHAPTER 24
C HAPTER 24
ALLYN
I tried on dress after dress, and I couldn’t take it anymore. My head felt like it was about to explode.
If it were up to me, I would’ve left a long time ago with the first dress I laid eyes on, just to save myself from this torture.
But no—the staff was instructed from The King’s to help me choose the perfect dress. They made me put on a ridiculous fashion show in front of them with every single dress they picked out, all to ensure we would pick the “perfect” one.
And every time I entered the dressing room, I had to see Maddox’s amused face at the door, clearly enjoying my struggle. Or maybe he was just relishing the attention from all the girls in the store? I saw them all drooling over him.
He barely acknowledged them, not even offering them a glance, but still, I couldn’t shake this bitter feeling in my stomach, and I had no idea why.
As I stripped off another dress, I leaned against the mirror, sighing heavily. The dark circles under my eyes were so noticeable that I looked like I was sick.
“Is everything alright, Allyn?”
Maddox’s deep voice came from the other side of the dressing room, and even though I couldn’t see him, I could practically picture his smug smile as he spoke.
I decided not to respond. Instead, I grabbed the next dress in line and put it on. It was a little too short and too provocative for an engagement party, but they wouldn’t let me leave until I tried on every single one of their selections, so I didn’t have much choice.
“Allyn, if you don’t answer, I’m coming in.”
I ignored Maddox again, adjusting the golden dress over my body.
I looked like an elite escort, not a woman about to get married. My breasts were almost spilling out, and if I bent over, they’d be visible to everyone. The dress had a bare back that ended just above my butt. Yes, my body looked incredible in it—I couldn’t deny that—but it was still far too provocative for an engagement party.
I was just about to leave the dressing room, ready to make a fool of myself in front of the store staff again.
But before I could open the door, it swung wide— Maddox, staring at me with anger in his eyes.
I instinctively crossed my arms over my breasts, though they were already visible enough, thanks to this damn dress. I saw his gaze drop to my chest, confirming my point.
“You don’t have any manners, I see.”
“You ignored me,” he retorted.
“And?” I raised an eyebrow. “Does that give you permission to barge in while I’m changing?”
“It’s nothing I haven’t seen before.”
His words made a shiver run through my skin, pulling me back to that night when my naked body was completely exposed to him, and he did whatever he pleased.
And damn, he did it well. My face burned at the memory.
Turning my back to him to hide my blush, I said, “Leave the changing room, please.”
Despite my words, he closed the distance between us, spun me around, and pinned me to the nearest wall, his fingers tightening around my throat in the process.
His body pressing mine against the cold wall and for a moment I forgot how the hell I was supposed to breathe.
“You have a big mouth now, huh?” he mumbled against my lips, blowing his hot breath in my face, pressing me hard against the wall.
‘‘Do you want to see how fast I can get rid of that fucking little attitude of yours?
‘‘Someone can come in,” I reminded him, panic and excitement filling my body at the same time “They’re waiting for me.”
I was trying to save myself, not because I didn’t want him to fulfill his threat. I want him to do it too freaking badly and that was the problem.
“They are going to wait a little longer.”
He slid his free hand down my body, I held my breath.
“Let’s see how good you are at keeping your mouth shut.’’
My lips parted on an objection, but his hand covered my mouth as a devious smile perched on his lips.
My brain short-circuited when his other hand slid fully under my dress, cupping my sex through my panties. At that moment I don’t remember my own name, let alone anything else I was about to say
‘‘So wet for me already’’ he tools with the edge of my panties. ‘‘Such a bad girl’’
His lips left a wet trail on my neck as his finger pulled my panties aside, dipping a finger inside me, then spread my arousal up to my clit.
“You want me to touch you?” he grunts and I swear I feel his smug grin against my neck. I nodded resting my head on the wall.
“Use your fucking words, Allyn.”
I choke, gasping for air as his fingers rolled over my clit again and again. He sinks another finger and I moan as I cling to him. His palm is rubbing against my sex with each thrust of his fingers, sending sparks through my core.
“Yes, please. Faster.”
I want to hate him for the way he is putting his hands on me, as if he has some claim on me, as if he has right to touch me wherever he pleases. But it’s so hard to remember to hate him when his touch leaves a trail of electricity in it’s wake. It’s hard to remember I should hate him when I arch my back, desperate for more of him.
And when he forced his lips on mine, devouring me with his tongue, I forgot I should hate him at all.
His fingers are moving inside me with the same roughness he is kissing me, desperate and needy. He tastes of lawless violence and forbidden temptation. He tastes like everything I should run away from. But I find myself deepening the kiss instead.
“Tell me Allyn,” he grows against my lips, sinking his fingers to the heat inside me as I cried out in his hand.
“Will you let me fuck you right here, right now, with all these people waiting for you behind this door?’’ he bit my lip, circling my clit. ‘‘I bet you would love that. You would love to let them hear you begging like the greedy little brat you are.’’
My orgasm rips through me with the next thrust of his fingers. I chased the mad waves, my body spasming as he fucked me with his fingers even harder. I cried out in between our kisses, but he swallowed my sounds, feasting on them like a sweet victory.
My pussy squeezed around his fingers, my juices milking his fingers as he let out a groan, hiding his face in the crook of my neck, biting hard.
The next thing I knew, my front was pressing against the wall. Warmth seeps into my skin where his big hands touched my waist after lifting my dress higher.
I heard the sound of his belt unbuckling followed with the sound of a condom ripped open. I don’t protest when his rough hand slides down the front of my thighs and forces my legs apart. I couldn’t, not when I was a mess for him.
I pushed my body back, searching for a contact, to feel him.
His fingers dug into my waist as he lined himself on my entrance and forcefully pushed inside me in one hard thrust.
‘‘Oh My-’’ my moans were muffled by his hand.
I could feel every inch pushing inside me and it was too much. I rolled my eyes back, resting my head against the wall.
Then I heard a knock on the door, making me freeze and snap my eyes open.
“Miss Delgado, is everything all right?”
Maddox pushed out only to force himself fully inside me, squeegeeing my ass cheeks in his big hands. I bit my lip to stop my moans.
‘‘Answer her,’’ a deep groan leaves his throat, pulling almost all the way out of me, leaving just the tip of him inside. ‘‘Answer her while I fuck your needy pussy.’’
‘‘I hate you.’’ I gasp only for him to hear as he drives into me ‘‘I hate you so fucking much.’’
He only chuckled, kissing the back of my neck.
‘‘Miss Delgado?’’ she repeated.
“Y-y-yes”
I tried to sound as normal as possible which was a hard task.
As if to play with me, Maddox rotates his hips, hitting that one spot inside me, and I had to bite my lip to stop a moan. I hate how good he feels inside me.
‘‘Do you need help with the dress?’’
‘‘No need, I’m coming.’’
‘‘Oh, you are coming alright.’’
Maddox put a warning from behind me followed with a dark laugh. His hand found its way to my neck, his fingers wrapping around it forcing me to the side to kiss me just a roughly as he fuck me against this wall.
I heard her footsteps walking away from the dressing room. Maddox took it as an opportunity, pounding mercilessly into me.
‘‘Such a good slut you are for me,’’ he praised me, grabbing my ass in his hands, leaving his fingerprints on me. ‘’You feel so good.’
I whined. He feels so good inside me. Slick, hot, hard and rough sliding in and out of my wetness. My body ignites with the fire that I’ve been missing and only he is capable of making me feel.
Another orgasm hit me in shocking waves, lighting every inch of me. Again and again, I rocked against him as he fucked me like he is desperate for me.
‘‘Such a good girl, milking my cock.’’
He pressed another kiss on my lips just as his thrust became fast and reckless, forcing another orgasm out of me.
I was spent, barely keeping myself on my feet.
Not long after, he froze inside me, letting out the sexiest groan, leaning against my back. His raspy hot breath was spilling in the crook of my neck.
He placed a soft kiss on my shoulder, his hand wrapped around my waist keeping me close.
It felt almost as if he was hugging me.
And I can’t force myself to want to pull away. I just leaned closer into his touch.
Maddox King is like enigma. He is everything I hate and also everything that I seems to crave.
But just for this moment I let it be.
I turned to the side, kissing him.
And he kissed me back almost as if he craved me too