Chapter 26-Mature Content Warning

I did my best to ignore the hand that was firmly wrapped around my wrist as Madara pulled me into his bedroom after successfully catching me alone and glowing me to be obedient.

Days had passed since Ino and Sai had made the announcement of their wedding date. Everyone in the castle, including a large quantity of hired staff, was rushing around making preparations for the big event. It's because of this that the Uchiha elder had been able to get me alone.

Sasuke had been sent to town by his mother to oversee the militia picking up the wine and champagne that'd been ordered. Apparently one of the other noble families runs a prestigious alcohol company and the queen didn't trust the militia to not offend them. I've been knee deep in tasks so I didn't have time to go with him.

I'd excused myself from a handful of hired young women to use the restroom and Madara caught me when I was leaving Sasuke's room to return to my work. I heard the door close behind me and my body did as he wordlessly requested, letting him pull me down to sit on his lap.

Tears were in my eyes, but they didn't fall because the awful royal had also ordered me not to cry.

This was the first time he'd managed to get to me since my return to the castle and he was likely to be at least a bit angry that Sasuke and I had foiled his plans of gifting me to the Subakus.

"Alone at last, " his voice was a bit quieter than usual, most likely because he didn't want any other vampires overhearing.

My lips trembled, but I stubbornly refused to respond and feed into his little game.

"Aw, are you mad at me?"

His hands clutched my hips firmly. I closed my eyes, the sight of his smug face making me angry.

"Don't be rude, my dear. Look me in the eye when I'm speaking."

They shot back open and my brows furrowed as he grinned, "That's better. Now, I think you owe me an apology. I made a deal with one of our alliances and you made me appear unreliable. How will you make amends?"

My teeth grit and I balled my hands into fists. After almost dying so many times, my body's stopped responding as quickly as it should to dangerous situations. My glare disappeared when I felt his hands move from my hips to untuck my shirt from my skirt.

"I have an idea of how you can make it up to me."

The cloth was pulled over my head and tossed aside, leaving me in my bra. My face burnt wildly and I tried to fight against my orders, but each time I attempted, a hot electricity shot through my spine that was worse than any other I'd felt up until now.

My eyes squeezed shut in disgust when his lips were suddenly on mine. His kisses don't feel like Sasuke's at all. The prince caters to my reactions, where Madara just does what he likes without concern for me. His large hands caressed my bare skin in a surprisingly gentle manner, though.

Lightning shooting through my body, I forced myself to speak against his lips, "Please-" His tongue was suddenly in my mouth and one of his hands held the back of my head so I couldn't pull away.

He slowly let himself lay back on the bed, pulling me down on top of him. My eyes opened to lock onto his and suddenly I was hot and my body was yearning for his touch. His eyes faded back to their usual black once he realized his command had worked.

I wanted to throw up and murder him at the same time. It's just not fair that he can make my body feel however he'd like. Sure, it's bad enough that he can force me to obey his commands, but at least leave me the dignity to be disgusted.

He pulled his lips from mine to dip down and press rough kisses into the sensitive skin beneath my ear. A wave of pleasure rolled through me and a breathy gasp slid past my lips. Despite my arousal, I tried once more to plead with him, "Madara…" I could only make out his name because I was so breathless from fighting my orders.

His body tensed up beneath me in response and I found myself being tossed onto my back, our positions flipped. Bright red eyes, wide with confusion, stared down at me.

"What did you just do?"

I shook my head in fear because he was steadily getting angry. His arrogant front was falling and all that was left was bewilderment.

"Nothing! I swear!"

He blinked a few times and I realized that he was having the same issue Sasuke has when we're intimate in that he couldn't disable the vampiristic trait in his eyes. This fact made me extremely uncomfortable. One vampire is an anomaly, but two isn't a coincidence.

His hands grasped my wrists and held them firmly against the bed, his face contorted in rage, "Don't lie to me, what did you do!"

My body was shaking in terror, but I couldn't tear my eyes from his, "I-I didn't do anything! Please-"

He became silent and his face slowly sank down into a distrustful glare as he stared down at me. His grip on my wrists lessened slightly, but I still couldn't will my body strong enough to pull them away. My breathing slowly returned to normal as I waited for him to make another movement.

When he spoke again, he sounded completely different than how I've ever heard him. His voice lacked any mockery or arrogance. Instead, he sounded sincere for the first time, "Why do I have such a strong urge to both murder you and protect you?"

I was stunned, to say the least, but I couldn't move my body as he continued. He leaned down to nuzzle his face against the skin on my neck, letting out an odd-sounding sigh after a moment, "Why can't I get enough…"

His canines suddenly pressed against my skin and I cringed, waiting for the pain from him biting down to come, but it never did. An aggravated groan rumbled through his chest and suddenly he wasn't on top of me anymore. His control over me was also gone.

I sat up slowly, confused, only for my shirt to be tossed onto my lap. He stared at me from a few feet away with an unreadable expression, "Get out of here before I kill you."

He didn't need to tell me twice and I tugged my shirt back on as I rushed out of the room. I made my way back into Sasuke's room to fix my undoubtedly frazzled appearance. A few stray tears fell down my cheeks as I tucked my shirt back in. The man had seemed so unstable and it almost scared me more than when he was just playing with my life.

After pulling myself together, I headed back downstairs so I could return to my job. I tried to stay as busy as possible for the next few hours so my mind wouldn't stray to the odd encounter I'd had upstairs.

When Sasuke returned, I couldn't tell him what happened and I realized Madara must've wordlessly ordered me to stay silent on the topic. After his odd actions, the older royal didn't even try to speak to me for the rest of the day. Luckily, focusing on how much this wedding meant to my sister helped keep me distracted from my fear.

Speaking of Ino, she'd been a stressful mess. Once the finishing touches on her dress were complete, she became flustered and worried about every little detail of the wedding. I tried to calm her as much as I could, but it seemed only her future husband could help her relax. So, keeping Ino entertained became his sole job while everyone else took care of the rest.

Soon, the big day arrived and I was being helped into my dress by Tenten. Ino'd apparently kept herself busy during the six months I was away and made dozens of gorgeous gowns in her spare time. Each one was unique and beautifully crafted.

I chose a dark red floor-length dress made of silk on the bottom, but layered with lace on top, with long sleeves and a v-neck. It was form-fitting, but comfortable and I didn't have to wear insanely high-heeled shoes with it, which is why I chose it to begin with. I had my long hair straightened out, for once, and my bangs pinned behind my ear so they'd stay out of my face.

Tenten chose a forest green dress with a halter-top neckline and a slit up the side so she could move easily. For once, she had her hair out of her signature hairstyle and it was in flowing curls down her back. That, her makeup, and outfit made her look like a completely different person.

Once the back of my dress was zipped up and I was able to move freely I slipped on my shoes, a modest pair of red heels. Tenten smoothed out her dress with a small blush on her cheeks, "You look beautiful!"

I pulled her into a hug, surprising the maid, "You do, too, Tenten!"

I could tell she was nervous about attending the wedding, but couldn't figure out why. I thought I'd have to plead with Mikoto to let the girl attend instead of work, but she easily agreed.

There was a knock at the door and we turned to see Hinata in the doorway with her usual blush, "The boys are getting impatient."

She was the image of class in a purple off-the-shoulder gown with a thick diamond-encrusted belt at her waist and her hair in a flawless up-do. Tenten and I shared a knowing look before following the Hyuga heiress out of the room, down the stairs, and toward the family room where Naruto, Sasuke, and Neji were waiting.

To my surprise, another male figure was waiting for us other than those I'd expected. My eyes locked onto the familiar figure and when he turned around, I felt tears threaten to rise. Obito froze when I hugged him tightly, but awkwardly accepted it after a moment.

"Thank you so much for what you did!"

He let out a small chuckle as I pulled away, avoiding my eye contact with a bright face, "I should be saying that to you."

I felt Sasuke step beside me and looked over at his attractive appearance with heat rising to my face. I've seen him in a tuxedo once before, but he looked so good that it felt like the first time all over again. His hand twitched against my lower back and I got the feeling he'd embrace me if only we were alone.

"Y-You look handsome, Naruto."

We glanced over to see Hinata standing next to an annoyed Neji and Naruto next to an uncomfortable looking Tenten. Naruto was the only one that seemed unbothered and in fact ecstatic to be here.

He smiled brightly at Hinata, bravely taking her hands into his own, "You look so beautiful!"

Neji cleared his throat with a deep glare aimed at the Uzumaki boy, who finally noticed his surroundings and released her hands, gesturing to Tenten, "...as do you, Tenten! You clean up nicely."

The maid seemed annoyed at only being complimented as a scapegoat, "You're an idiot."

Naruto let out a small laugh and scratched the back of his head awkwardly.

Mikoto entered the room suddenly, effectively ending all of our awkward greetings, "Sakura, dear, your sister is requesting to see you in her room."

I gave everyone a quick look before nodding and heading up the staircase, knowing full-well that Ino was probably in her room having a panic attack. Mikoto didn't follow me, most likely heading back into the ball room to entertain the guests with her husband.

Before stepping inside, I knocked lightly on the door. When I entered, I saw Ino looking the most stunning I'd ever seen her look. Her dress was exquisite.

It was form fitting with long sleeves and a cape built in. It had a low v-neck and her perfect body was accentuated masterfully. Her hair was in a loose ponytail that curled romantically at the end and she had a tiara on with her veil flowing elegantly down to rest atop her dress's train. My sister was initially opposed to wearing the tiara, but both Mikoto and Sai insisted, stating she needed to accept the fact that she's now royalty and deserves to be treated like so.

She met my eye in the mirror and turned to look at me with panic on her flawless features, "Sakura! Please come hug me or I'm gonna cry and ruin my makeup!"

I rushed over to her and pulled her in tightly, surprising myself by the sudden urge to also burst into tears. She was actively taking deep breaths to try and keep herself calm. I pulled back after a moment, "What's wrong?"

She shook her head, blinking and looking up slightly to keep from crying, "I don't know...I just...I needed to see you before the wedding starts."

Touched by her kind words, I smiled reassuringly, "I'm so happy for you, Ino."

She met my eyes and grinned bashfully, a look I wasn't familiar with, "I'm really getting married." It wasn't a question, but a statement as though she didn't think this was actually happening until now.

I nodded, her hands clasped in mine excitedly, "You're really getting married, and to someone who absolutely adores you, too."

Her smile widened and we heard a knock at the door. One of the assistants that Mikoto hired for the wedding stuck her head in and politely bowed to us, "It's time, Ma'am." Ino and I shared a nervous look before heading down the stairs. We shared another hug before she was pulled away from me so I could head further down the hall and join Sasuke in the line-up.

He offered me his arm with a surprisingly warm expression, "Is everything alright?" His voice was quiet so that only I'd hear it.

"She's fine, just nervous."

He nodded, laying a calloused hand atop mine when I accepted his arm.

The music started playing in the large ballroom ahead and we all took turns walking as pairs down the aisle. I glanced around once I was at my place behind where Ino would eventually stand next to Sai, who looked anxious at the altar, and realized I couldn't find my mother in the crowded room.

I spotted Naruto's parents easily by Kushina's bright red hair, but my mother wasn't anywhere near them. My brow furrowed as the music switched to the elegant piano piece that Ino'd chosen as her song. Would she notice her absence? Would she be upset when she did?

The crowd rose as Ino appeared, the veil covering her beautiful face. She'd chosen to walk down the aisle alone, since our father was long gone. I was proud of her for her choice. No one was giving her away but herself. She chose her partner and no one had to give her permission to do so.

I looked over to see Sai making an unfamiliar expression, which I soon realized was him trying not to cry in front of all of these people. Tears rose to my eyes and I wiped at them carefully so as to not mess up my makeup or draw attention to myself.

It was clear to even those who didn't know them personally that the two are deeply in love. When she finally reached the altar and Sai pushed back her veil, there were a handful of pleasant gasps in the crowd in response to her beautiful face. I really think Sai almost lost control of his tears when she grinned shyly up at him.

The wedding continued without error and soon my sister was wed and no longer held the Haruno name. Soon, the altar and seating was rearranged until it was more appropriate for the reception and a small orchestra was playing softly as couples danced.

I sat next to Sasuke at the head of the room with his parents. Ino and Sai were still dancing. Their obsession with one another didn't show signs of dulling anytime soon. I sipped the same soft pink champagne I drank at the ball, careful not to drink too quickly so I didn't end up a mess like last time.

Itachi approached me, his fiancé at his side with her usual bored scowl. Briefly, I wondered what her smile must look like. She's a very beautiful woman, so surely it's nice.

"Hello Sakura, brother. I wanted to greet you formally before the evening carries on."

I rose and accepted his warm embrace followed by a tense one from Temari. Sasuke simply nodded in greeting, a glare on the Sunagakure princess.

She seemed to enjoy his dislike of her and smirked, "It seems you still don't approve of me. Perhaps you should speak with my brother instead of wasting your energy on me." She took Itachi's arm and nuzzled against him casually, "Please excuse us." Itachi wordlessly led them away, not seeming to mind her actions so long as no violence broke out.

I glanced over at Sasuke as he surveyed the crowd, sipping my drink calmly as I studied his attractive profile. He glanced over at me, catching me in the act and I gave him a small smile, my face heating up at being caught checking him out.

He offered me a hand wordlessly, face straight. I looked down at it in surprise, "Are you asking me to dance?"

He rolled his eyes as I accepted it, sitting my glass down. After leading us out to the floor, he cautiously put a hand on my lower back and pulled me up against him. I carefully lay a hand on his shoulder and allowed him to lead us in a slow waltz, more practiced since last time. His wonderful, familiar scent met my senses and I felt my face warm with happiness.

I studied the crowd around us as we danced, spotting Naruto and Hinata sitting at a table and chatting with smiles on their faces and even saw Tenten dancing with Neji, which was an unbelievable surprise. I never thought he'd be convinced to dance with anyone, much less someone who isn't incredibly high-class or royalty.

"Sakura?"

I looked up at Sasuke with a bright red face, "I'm sorry?" He'd obviously spoken to me and I had been too deep in a trance to hear his words.

"Are you handling the champagne well?"

I nodded, meeting his stony gaze head on, "I'm just surprised you know how to dance, is all." I teased him.

He gave me a light glare, "Of course I do." I rolled my eyes at him, letting the conversation die down as the song soon did. I excused myself to visit the restroom as he fetched our drinks.

A hand swiftly pulled me into the side hallway near the restrooms in the ballroom where one couldn't be seen unless you purposely went out of your way. The hall led to a few storage closets so no guests should come that way.

When my eyes met Madara's, anger filled my blood instead of fear. I tried to yank my wrist from his grip, but he wouldn't release it. I hissed at him anyway, "You will not do this today."

His eyebrow rose as though he was surprised by my audacity to give him an order and in the back of my mind I realized I should be more cautious, but it was too late. His features took on a serious look and my body naturally backed away as he came closer until I felt a wall behind me.

The royal leaned down as though he was going to kiss me and I grit my teeth, ready to shove him away with my free hand, but instead he spoke in a sincere voice, "You look beautiful tonight."

My eyes widened as he pulled away, placed a chaste kiss on my hand, and then released it before walking out of the hallway and back into the busy ballroom.

My arm fell back to my side and I swallowed nervously. Ever since I came back to the castle, Madara's been weird. Hopefully he'll slip up with his constant, wordless, commands and I'll somehow be able to talk to Sasuke about all of this.

After peeking around the corner to be sure the king's younger brother wasn't waiting there to scare me once more, I headed into the women's restroom as I'd originally intended.

As I was washing my hands, the door flew open and I nearly jumped out of my skin until I saw familiar red hair. She was wearing a sexy dark blue velvet-y dress with a slit up almost too high and the v-neck almost too low.

A glare slipped onto my face as I recognized Karin, "What are you doing here?"

She leaned against the wall by the door with her arms crossed after locking the door so no one would interrupt us, a sneer on her bright red lips, "I'll have you know I'm a plus one of an invited guest, you man-stealer."

I dried my hands with a soft towel, eyes locked onto hers, "No, I mean what're you doing in this room with me."

She hardened her gaze, uncrossing her arms in a threatening way, "I'm here to warn you that I'm not giving up on Sasuke. He liked me before you arrived and he'll like me once you're gone."

With a roll of my eyes, I nodded, "If that's all, can you move so I can get back to my date?"

Her eyes narrowed at my words and she stepped to the side so I could unlock the door, but still chimed in with a retort, "I heard he almost killed you. Doesn't it bother you that he doesn't have to worry about that with me? He'll get tired of holding back eventually."

I froze. It did seem a bit odd to me that he was able to do things of a sexual nature with her without struggling to not hurt her.

She noticed my hesitation and a victorious grin slipped onto her face as she stepped aside, "It's only a matter of time, I bet." With one last glare directed at her smug face, I left the room.

I met Sasuke again and he handed me my glass, which I accepted with a small frown. He gave me a curious look as we strolled about the room, greeting those who approached us and sipping our drinks.

In a moment alone, he spoke so quietly that I almost didn't hear him, "Did something happen?"

Ino and I have been taking etiquette lessons from Mikoto. She told us we needed to be prepared to use the knowledge she gives us when other nobles are present so we don't accidentally mis-represent the royal family. My sister's an Uchiha now and I was officially welcomed to stay in the castle as a tenant and not a maid. That being said, the queen pointed out rather quickly that I often look at the ground and told me to work on fixing the bad habit.

So, instead of averting my gaze downward like I wanted to, I steeled my gaze ahead, "I don't think it's the appropriate time to talk about it."

He looked down at me for a moment before taking my hand and pulling me along with him up the stairs and under the staircase where no one would see us unless they were headed to a part of the castle that they weren't supposed to be, "What happened?"

Sasuke's eyes danced quickly up and down my body as though searching for any sign of injury or distress. His eyes locked back onto mine as I explained, "Karin ambushed me in the bathroom, that's all. It's not a big deal."

His eyes narrowed as he studied my face, "What did she say?"

My eyes narrowed to match his in suspicion, "Why? Is there something you're worried about her telling me?"

The prince looked taken aback, "I'm trying to figure out if she needs to be removed from the castle."

My face fell guiltily. It was obvious he's been putting in extra effort to ensure I have a good time tonight and yet here I am making vague accusations with no ground to stand on. I placed my free hand on his broad chest with a sigh, "I'm sorry, Sasuke. I shouldn't let her get to me. Let's just get back to the party before someone notices we're missing."

He studied my face once more before capturing my lips in his, surprising me. I accepted his affection greedily, placing my free hand up over his shoulder and pulling him down slightly against me.

When he pulled away, he spoke calmly in my ear, "Do what you want tonight. I'll make sure you're safe." He released his hold on me and gently held my hand as we headed back down to the ballroom to rejoin the guests.

I danced with Naruto, Ino, and even Obito as I drank a bit more freely, trusting Sasuke's words as I felt his eyes constantly on me throughout the evening. A couple hours later, the crowd was getting slightly rowdier as I wasn't the only one starting to feel the effects of the alcohol.

Sasuke pulled me out of Obito's hold and I embraced him more confidently than before, my arms around his waist as I rested my head against his chest and took in his masculine scent. Obito awkwardly left us after bowing respectfully to Sasuke.

The Uchiha prince placed his hands on my waist as we moved slowly to the music, "Are you having fun?"

I nodded with a grin, looking up at him happily, "I am! What about you?"

He nodded, the corner of his lips turning up slightly in amusement. I waved over a waiter and he handed both of us a refill of our drinks. I looked over to one of the high windows to see that the sun had already set and it was officially nighttime, "Why don't you catch up with me?"

He shook his head as I sipped my drink and intertwined my fingers with his free hand.

"Somebody has to take care of you."

I shook my head and motioned for him to drink, which he did with an annoyed look on his handsome features, "We can take care of each other!"

We danced again for a few more songs until the crowd started to gradually thin out and we decided it was safe to start saying goodbyes. Ino and Sai had both gotten quite tipsy and were one of the first pairs to retire for the evening, so we didn't have to worry about offending them by leaving early.

Soon, we were back upstairs and I kicked my shoes off as soon as the bedroom door was shut behind us. After finishing my last glass of champagne, I turned to lay eyes on Sasuke, who'd taken off his bowtie and was unbuttoning his shirt whilst sitting on the side of the bed.

I don't know what came over me, but before I could stop myself, I was straddling his hips. My lips pressed firmly against his and my dress pulled slightly up so I could sit that way. His hands instinctively rose to keep me from falling and he seemed just as surprised as I was by my actions.

My attraction to him had become more and more uncontrollable as the night carried along. Not only was he dreadfully sexy in formal attire, but he's been spoiling me all day long. Now that we were finally alone, I couldn't bring myself to reign it in any longer.

After a moment, he pulled his lips from mine and I moved down to trail hungry kisses on his jaw and neck, "Sakura, we talked about this-"

One of my hands held onto his shoulder for support while the other wrapped itself in his hair as I reclaimed his lips, slipping my tongue expertly into his mouth when he tried to speak again.

I could feel him losing his will to fight as he started kissing back. After a few moments he let himself fall back to lay on the bed and I took that opportunity to unbutton his shirt the rest of the way and run my hands greedily over his toned muscles. The first few times I saw him shirtless up close, I was worried he wouldn't like it if I did what I wanted and touched him, but he seemed to find it both amusing and arousing that I'm so entranced by his body. He never told me this, of course, but I'm starting to understand him a bit more without words being necessary.

His hands danced over my body, feeling each curve and pulling me closer against him. Just as he liked it when I showed appreciation for his body, I couldn't help but feel joy when his calloused hands caressed my bare skin. My body's always been a sore topic, since I hit puberty even, but now that I've gotten healthy I'm not as ashamed to be seen.

I felt the familiar rise of heat in my lower abdomen and moved against him sensually, which had him searching blindly for the zipper on the back of my dress. Once he'd found it, he slid it down all the way. I parted our kissing long enough to slip my arms out of it and pull it over my head, tossing it away as I pressed my naked torso against his.

Before I knew what'd happened, I was the one on my back and he was on top of me with a dangerous and hungry look on his eyes, "Sakura, stop! I told you we can't-."

I unbuckled his belt with precision, ignoring his arguing, "I trust you, Sasuke."

I crossed my ankles behind his back and pulled him down on top of me and he once again became lost in his desire. He was starting to get hard against my lower regions. I soon felt a familiar sensation against my womanhood, through my panties and a gasp slipped from my mouth into his as he rubbed his thumb against me.. My body always responds well to his touch.

I felt him smirk against my lips and another surprised moan slipped from me as he moved his thumb in a circle before slipping his hand under the thin cloth of my underwear. I felt the odd sensation of one of his fingers slipping inside and my eyes shot open to lock onto his.

He pulled his lips from mine and moved down to ravish my neck, "Is this what you wanted?" He slowly started to pump his finger in and out, still massaging me with his thumb in time with the thrusts.

My back arched as a wave of pleasure rolled through me and my hips rolled against his hand. One of my hands naturally shot down to press over his as he continued. I felt him suck in a breath and when he pulled back I saw that his eyes were glowing once more.

I froze, "Are you..?"

He shook his head, "No, this is me."

I nodded, relieved, and moved my hand from atop his to rub gently against the front of his pants, causing him to snap out of being stunned and return to his previous actions. After a few moments of continuing this, we ended up completely naked and back under the covers.

He had either of his hands on the bed beside my head and my legs on either side of his body, "Are you sure about this?"

I met his still-glowing eyes head on and nodded, "Just...Just go slow."

He gently pressed against my entrance until it started accepting him and I pulled a swift breath in. His eyebrows furrowed as my body tensed up and he leaned down to press a few reassuring kisses against my lips, "Try to relax."

I nodded, forcing my body to release its tension despite the dull pain starting to rise in my lower regions. He then continued to press further inside. Tears rose to my eyes as the familiar pain returned, but they didn't fall.

He continued until he was fully sheathed before looking down at me, "Are you okay?"

I nodded, still in pain but slowly adjusting to it. It has been six months since we'd done this so it was similar to as though it was the first time all over again. He slowly pulled out, pulling a pained gasp from me, before pushing it back in at the same agonizing pace. I could see the effort he was putting into controlling himself.

"Do you want me to take the pain away?"

I shook my head quickly, eyes locking onto his glowing ones, "No way! I'll get past it. I want to experience this with no filters."

Wordlessly, he studied my face for a moment before leaning down and capturing my lips in his once more. He continued to move at a slow pace until slowly the pain dulled after a few minutes. I was worried he'd get exhausted because it was taking my body so long to adjust to his size, but he didn't complain and did all he could to make me comfortable.

Once he was able to move at that same speed without hurting me, he picked up the pace slightly, his eyes locked onto mine to make sure he wasn't causing me pain. After a few strokes, I was surprised by a sudden flash of pleasure that came over me as quickly as it disappeared.

He looked mildly surprised at the sudden breathy gasp that slipped from my lips and froze, but I lightly slapped his shoulder, "D-don't stop, do that again!"

To my shock, a light blush appeared on his cheeks as he began moving again, "Yes, Ma'am."

Pulling back slightly, he moved one of his hands from the bed and started rubbing his thumb against my womanhood like he'd done earlier, but this time while he continued to steadily thrust into me. My body twitched and squirmed against him in response.

Red eyes danced between where our bodies were connecting and my face with a look of intrigue. The expression on his face, not to mention his flawless body moving above me expertly where I could watch, only turned me on further. Before long, his pace gradually sped up to the point that I was worried I'd die from the pleasure if he went any faster. Small sounds of pleasure were accenting the room from both of us.

My insides twitched and tightened around him when he suddenly hit something inside me that made my mind go blank, "A-Ah, Sasuke!"

His lips turned up into a smirk and he pushed my legs further apart so he could repeat the action with more ease. My back arched when the sensation came again and I covered my face with my hands as pleasured moans rolled unfiltered off my tongue, embarrassed for him to see me so unable to control my own body.

Rough hands suddenly held my wrists to the bed and my eyes locked onto his. "Don't hide from me." My brow furrowed as he continued.

Just as the coils of release were tightening in my lower abdomen, the prince stopped moving and pulled out of me. My body was practically vibrating with energy and I looked up at him as he rose, "What are you-!"

He steadily flipped me over underneath him and reentered at the new angle. My back arched naturally and his hand clenched atop one of my own against the bed as my insides tightened around him and I bit back his name in ecstasy.

He breathed in my ear, his voice deep and confident, "I'm going to make you come." My face heated up as he teased me, but I easily ignored the fact when he started moving. My insides churned with animosity before eventually throwing me over the edge and I shoved my face into the pillow to muffle the sounds that the pleasure of release had pulled from my body. His breath hitched in response to my body tightening around him.

Once the waves slowed to a stop, Sasuke pressed kisses against my back before pulling back until he was just barely inside and pressing my legs together so he could put a knee on either side of my body, just below my hips. I grit my teeth as I prepared for him to move, but wasn't expecting the sensation to be as intense as it was as he rolled his hips forward, re-submerging his entire length into my body before pulling it back.

He teased and bullied my insides for what felt like hours but still would never be long enough before I felt my body start to tighten around him once more. Guiltily, I felt like he was doing all the work so I pulled out from under him and pushed him back until he was laying down. I straddled his hips and carefully sat down on top of his member until it was fully inside of me.

He looked intrigued that I'd taken control and let me do as I felt to him. I leaned forward onto my elbows and started moving up and down on top of him until I found a pace and technique that felt right and pulled a reaction from him. Once I did, I was as ruthless to him as he'd been to me.

While moving atop him, my body naturally straightened up and his hands rose to caress my body as my hips moved. My face was hot as he watched it, but I bravely kept to my goal of making him feel good. We were both covered in sweat at this point and it was slick where our bodies collided.

He eventually shot his hands up to grip my hips and rolled back on top of me, pushing my legs up until both of my feet were on his right shoulder as he pumped into me as he saw fit. Cries of ecstasy slipped out of me as he tossed me expertly over the edge for a second time, but this time I felt his member throb and twitch inside of me for a moment before he pulled it out, thrusted it in between my thighs, and let himself release on my stomach and chest. He froze and his grip on my thighs tightened as his head fell back in pleasure.

We stayed in that position for a few moments, both of us wordless but panting for breath. He eventually pulled out of me and let my legs fall back down to the bed before leaning over me to plant soft kisses on my lips. When we parted and I finally opened my eyes to meet his, they were back to their usual black and no longer glowing. After grabbing a towel to clean up the mess he'd made, he collapsed to the bed beside me and we lay there for a few minutes just catching our breath.

His voice eventually broke the silence, "Are you okay?"

I rolled over to cuddle against him, kissing the side of his torso, "Better than okay. You?"

He was silent for a moment and I pulled back to look up at him. He seemed to notice suddenly that he hadn't responded and shook his head, "I'm wonderful right now."

I let out a relieved laugh before sobering up and pressing my forehead against his skin, "Did I-"

"You were perfect."

My whole body warmed bashfully and I dared a peek at his face, but his eyes were closed as he rested. It was rare for him to be so open with a compliment.

"Do you mean that or are you just trying to make me feel better?"

Dark eyes locked onto mine and he turned onto his side so he could run his fingers slowly over my body. After a silent moment, he pulled me closer and kissed me for a few moments, "I mean it."