Tempting Rebel Princess
“I want you to hurt me.”
“Where do you want me to hurt you, Princess?”
“Here.” I placed his large, calloused hands on my chest. Lowering them to where I wanted him the most.
I met him, the handsome, wicked stranger, when I sneaked out of the Golden Palace on my nineteenth birthday.
He crooned filthy, dirty words in my ears. Claiming me as His Princess when I spent a night with him.
What I did not plan was to meet that handsome, rugged stranger, Hayden Knight, after two years. He had disappeared that morning with a broken promise.
Now he wants me. For more than a night, not knowing that I am a Royal Princess. I have no choice but to forget the events of that night and move on because being a Princess of Azmia comes at a cost.
I have to forget him, even if my body craves his firm hold. His sapphire blue eyes curling with delicious desire that made me want to crawl on my knees and sin for him.
All I know is that I won’t be able to refuse him, especially his cruel mouth, despite the consequences.
I met her, the innocent doe-eyed vixen, when I first visited Azmia. Someone as sweet as her intrigued me, begging me to hurt her in the most delicious ways possible.
Her soft moans were music to my ears when I marked her soft skin that night. The stunning little rebel who made me want to kneel and worship her between her legs.
What I did not expect was to see her in a short dress, even shorter hair and a bigger smile after two years of endless search, looking enchanting as ever.
I crave to hold her in my arms, lay down anything and everything for her.
This time, I will have her. For more than a night.
After all, she is a Princess to my Knight.
Tempting Rebel Princess is steamy and erotic. No cliff-hangers! It is a perfect read if you enjoy sweet, sexy romance.
Explore the world of dirty and filthy mouthed royals with hearts of gold as they woo their love interests with their charm.
Tempting Rebel Princess is the third book in the Alluring Rulers of Azmia Series, and all the books can be read as a standalone.
★★★★★ “It was really steamy, and I loved all of their scenes together!”
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“I want you to hurt me,” I breathed, staring into his eyes. They were a dark, sexy shade of blue. They compelled me to do terrible, dirty things to him and for him. Things I had never imagined I would ever want, but… there was something about him that made me want to be just Zara.
Not the Princess who had her own castle, who ate with a golden spoon every day, who was spoiled rotten from the day she was born.
No. With him, I just wanted to be Zara, a woman who wanted to be pleased and do the pleasing.
“Where do you want me to hurt you, Princess?” Hayden asked, a hint of a smirk on his lips as his eyes gleamed with unknown emotion.
My lips parted, but no words came out. He wants me to make the first move. He wanted to make sure I wanted this just as much as he wanted it, even though I was eleven years younger than him.
The thought of this man, this handsome, sexy man wanting to hurt me because I told him to, scared and excited me. It was thrilling.
“Here,” I placed his calloused hands on my breasts, still covered in the satin fabric of the beige dress. His eyes darkened, his face becoming sharper when he clenched his jaw. I licked my lips, sliding his hands to my waist. Lower. “Everywhere.”
His nose flared, pulling his hands away from my touch as he glared at me. I took a sharp breath when he pressed closer, my back against the closed doors of his hotel suite.
“Don’t mock me, Princess. I will bruise your lips, kissing them, fucking them until you cry,” he rumbled, swiping his thumb over my bottom lip. His hand lowered to my neck, wrapping it around my throat. My eyes widened when he pressed lightly, my pulse getting slower as anticipation and pleasure burned through my core. “I will choke your slender neck. Just. Like. This. Making you hold your breath until you cum for me.”
I gasped, tears blurring my vision when he lowered his hand to hold my breasts. I blinked at him, at the sight of his large palms holding me roughly.
No one has ever touched me like this before. As if they were claiming me with their touch, their words.
I never wanted him to stop.
“You like this, Princess?” He asked, his voice gruff with desire. He squeezed my breasts until a whimper tore out of my lips. As if satisfied with my answer, his hands lowered to my thighs, yanking the hem of my dress over my hips and between my legs.
I held my breath, staring at him through my half-lidded eyes, waiting for him to be rough with me.
But he didn’t.
Hayden ran a finger against my drenched underwear, from my slit to the pleasure nub, rolling his finger around it. He leaned closer, his musky scent wafting in my nose as he whispered, “I will spank you right here, Princess. Get your clit red and swollen before I stretch your pretty little cunt with my thick cock. I will fuck you hard and rough and won’t stop until you scream. You know why?”
He pulled back, trailing his finger over the side of my cheek, the same finger he had between my legs. I could scent my feminine musk on it. My legs clenched.
“Because you begged me to hurt you, Princess.”
I gasped when his fingers clenched around my hair, tugging them back and pulling me closer. I felt the hardness of his length against my legs and I knew he wasn’t kidding about stretching me.
“You can leave right now, Zara, or stay here and allow me to hurt you.”
I didn’t even give it another thought.
“I want to stay.”
He tugged my hair harder until it hurt. His ocean eyes narrowing on my face, “Then for this night you belong to me.”
The dominating tone made something click inside of me. As if that was what I wanted for the longest time after being caged and coddled as a Princess. I could have whatever I wanted, but not… this. This pleasure, this need of getting hurt through pleasure, because who would ever hurt the Princess of Azmia? No one but him. Hayden.
He didn’t know I was a Princess.
He wanted to please me. Hurt me.
I wanted him to please me. Hurt me.
My stomach dipped as if I knew the answer even before he had asked me. I felt my pussy moisten when I sealed my fate and said, “My answer is yes, Hayden.”
His hold on my hair loosened, but he didn’t let me go. No, I didn’t think he would let me go until next morning. I didn’t think I would complain even if he tied me up on his bed and held me captive.
Bringing his face closer, he crooned, “Such a pretty Princess.” He smiled and there was nothing sweet about it when he whispered, “I’m going to enjoy breaking you.”