Fulfillment by Golland, M. (the alpha prince and his bride full story free TXT) 📗

ran hishands up the sides of my face and into my hair then he swiftlyrolled me onto my back, pinning me to the bed.

“I’m going tofuck you senseless on this bed when we are 30,000 feet in theair.”

He pushedagainst my mouth, dipping his tongue vehemently and taking mybreath away.

“I can’twait,” I said through husky breaths as he moved his mouth down myneck.

“We have 21hours till we land in Rome, and we are going to make the most ofevery single one of them.” Holy, fuck! Twenty-one hours withBryce in a private jet en-route to Rome...it doesn’t get any betterthan this.

The Captain’svoice sounded through the aircraft’s speaker. “Excuse me, Mr. Clarkand Ms. Summers, we will be taking off in less than five minutestime. If you could make your way to your seats, Amy will secure thecabin.”

“Is thatCaptain Paul, from last time?”

“Yes, Irequest him whenever I fly. I trust him completely. And Amy.”

“So they justdrop everything to be your flight crew?”

“Yeah, prettymuch.”

I shook myhead at him.

“Hunny, stopshaking your head at me or I’ll rip this dress off you and spankthat perfect arse.”

“Is that athreat?” I challenged him.

“No, it’s apromise.”

I deliberatelyshook my head again. “Oooo, so nasty.”

He pushed upoff me so quickly that I barely registered he’d done it, and beforeI knew it, I had been turned onto my stomach, Bryce now straddlingme and facing my feet.

He wrenched upmy dress and exposed my G-string wearing arse, a cool breeze nowtouching my tense cheeks. “Mmmm, so fucking tight,” he murmured ashe rubbed his hands across each buttock.

I clenchedautomatically, but also in suspense as to when he would spank melike he said he would. I felt his weight shift, then the drag ofhis warm wet tongue along the bridge of my arse. Oh,fuck!

I arched myback, rising to meet his tongue.

“You want meto spank you, don’t you?”

“Yes,” Iwhimpered.

Not a secondlater, I felt the sting of his hand against my soft flesh, thesound of his slap sharp in the air. It hurt, but with pleasure,making me gasp and clench my core.

His hand foundthe tender spot and he rubbed it slowly, affectionately. Then Ifelt his finger trail down between my cheeks, pausing momentarilyat my puckered opening, only to continue to my wet pussy.

He teased myentry then plunged his finger hard and deep. “Fuck, you did likethat, didn’t you?”

Slowly, hebegan to move his finger in and out when there was a knock at thedoor.

“I’m sorry tointerrupt, Mr. Clark, but we have clearance to leave now,” Amy saidthrough the solid mahogany door.

I lifted myhead and turned to face Bryce, only to see the back of hishead.

“Thank you,Amy. We will be right out,” he answered with frustrated yetfriendly authority.

He climbed offof me, so I rolled onto my back, catching sight of him putting hisfinger in his mouth to suck off my arousal. I drew in a deepfrustrated breath, got up and walked toward the door.

I felt hishands grip my hips, halting me. “We will finish this later, mylove,” he whispered huskily, his hot breath caressing my ear.

I shivered athis promise. “Yes, please.”

He gentlyplaced his hand over the spot he spanked and gave it a light tap,then he walked me out of the room.

***

He fucked mesenseless like he promised, shortly after reaching our cruisingaltitude. I kind of felt different now—a member of the Mile HighClub—superior in some way.

“I love seeingthat look on your face, that look of satisfaction.”

“You love thefact that you put it there.”

“Of course Ido.”

“So, when weland in Rome, what’s the plan?” I asked, curious as to ouritinerary for the next couple of days.

“Well, we’llfuck in my hotel room first, then we’ll sleep to catch up on thehours we have already lost. I then have a meeting with my hotelmanagers, and after that we’ll order in and fuck again. Tomorrow,we can go sightseeing, then I’ll take you out for dinner later thatnight and we’ll fuck like crazy after that. The following day wecan sleep in and eat breakfast off each other’s naked bodies. Iwill then need to oversee some of the construction of the newcomplex, and after that, I’ll take you shopping, we’ll fuck again,and then we’ll fly home. Sound good?”

My mouth haddropped open, astounded by his organisation, not to mention theamount of times he’d said he planned on fucking me. Oh, and that wewere going sightseeing and shopping.

“Alexis, doyou want to add anything to that?” he asked, with a sexyconfidence, knowing I’d be more than happy with his suggestion.

“No, soundsperfect.”

I picked up mygin and swallowed, giving him an appraising wink over the rim.

***

When we landedin Rome, the Eternal City, we were met on the tarmac by a limousineand driver. The transfer to Opulenza Della città took less thanhalf an hour. It was cold and raining, being winter in this part ofthe world, but when looking out the window at the enchantingancient city, I felt the rain added to its character.

When we pulledup to the Opulenza Della città, we were greeted by the valet whostood outside a cream-coloured, historically beautiful lookingbuilding, no taller than ten stories high. It was so different fromCity Towers.

As we steppedinto the lobby, it felt like I was walking into a grand ballroomfrom a fairy tale. The chequered marble flooring caught my eyefirst, but it was the curtains hanging exquisitely from thefloor-to-ceiling windows together with the large crystalchandeliers that had me speechless. Oh my God! This place istruly breathtaking. I’d stopped in my tracks, with my mouthopen, taking in my surroundings, when I felt the gentle grip andpull of Bryce’s hand in mine.

“Do you likeit?” he asked, clearly boasting.

“Like it? I’mawed, it’s simply stunning,” I answered, wide eyed.

“You’re simplystunning, my love. This is just a building.”

I removed mygaze from the large Renaissance painting hanging on the wall tomeet his stare. “Just a building? If you weren’t being so terriblysexy and romantic right now, I’d try and slap you. This is not‘just a building’. Give yourself more credit.”

A talldark-haired, exotically beautiful man interrupted us. “Excuse me,Signor Clark. Benvenuto, it is so nice to see you again,” he saidwith a thick accent and a charming smile.

“Buon Giorno,Antonio. Yes, it