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Throwing the pillow away, I grab his hair with both hands and place my foot on his shoulder as he clenches my ass and continues to lick me, slipping his tongue inside, the inferno burning in the pit of my stomach growing and threatening to shatter me if he continues this…madness.
If he just pushes it in a bit deeper, a bit harder, and puts his whole mouth on me, I will chase my high and break apart in his arms, my whole body flushing just thinking about it, and I sob. “Florian, please.”
He ignores me, though, and bites and kisses my flesh, soothing every sting with another lick that consumes me and finally drags me to the edge, so close I can almost feel the pleasure…
“No, no, no.” I whimper when he glides his tongue over my folds one last time and skims his mouth upward to my stomach and kisses it gently, resting his cheek on it for a second, and I inhale air into my lungs, enjoying this sweet moment.
Desire and lust might rock my whole body but his affection is what really sets me off and makes me crave him like no one else.
“I’m very happy about the baby, Jimena. Keep it safe here. And I’ll do everything to protect you both.” He kisses my stomach once again, whispering something incoherent against it, and resumes his journey to the underside of my breasts, nipping lightly on the mounds. “Do you have any idea what knowing that you’re going to have my baby does to me?” he whispers, flicking his tongue over my nipples one by one and scraping his teeth on my collarbone as he slowly settles between my legs. We both jolt when his bare tip touches me, circling my center. “Everyone would look at you and know that I’m the one who put our baby in you. They’d know that you’re mine.” So much ownership and possessiveness drips from his tone while we stare at one another, and I moan when he pushes the tip in, my core pulsing around it and wishing for more. “Tell me you’re mine, Jimena.”
“I’m yours, Florian.”
Our mouths meet, locking in a kiss, and our combined tastes add to the fire spreading through my veins as he swallows my sob when he finally thrusts inside me hard, rocking us on the bed. Thunder booms in the sky, the wind slipping inside and whooshing over our sweaty bodies. The coldness nips at my skin and yet it pales in comparison to the fire igniting my veins.
He sways back and slams into me again, my core stretching along his length, and rising up a bit, I deepen our kiss while my fingers thread through his hair and my legs wrap around him. I want to be as close as possible to him and silently show him that I’m his.
And I’ll never be anyone else’s either, and if my love for him is my undoing then I’ll gladly meet my fate, for the idea of spending my life without him is unacceptable.
Not after he let me see the true Florian and how many emotions hide in his heart.
His buries his cock in me as his tongue owns my mouth, each thrust and stroke harsher than the previous one, and my nipples brush against his chest, the contact filling me with a tension that builds within me, the pressure in my core growing as I spasm around his length.
Tearing my mouth away from him, I hug him closer and bite on crook of his neck, making him groan when the fire finally erupts inside me. Pleasure spreads through me in waves and my nails scrape over his back, my thighs clamping around him.
His stokes turn more erratic. He finds my mouth again and he drinks from me while he delivers several more thrusts, each deeper and harder than the last until he moans into the kiss, my whole body wrapped around him as he spills inside me. I gasp, feeling his cum filling me for the first time, and a thrill washes over me that no one else got to experience that part of him either.
The pouring rain intensifies outside as our hearts beat wildly and despite the coldness slowly registering in my brain, we stay locked together on the bed, oblivious to anything else.
My prince is mine now.
And no one would ever know that he’s actually a villain.
Tracing my fingers over Florian’s tattoos as he lies on the bed with his back propped against the headboard, I enjoy the light breeze slipping through the open balcony door on my heated skin. We made love three times before taking a shower and talking about a bunch of nothing.
Who knew it could be so adorable with someone you love?
“You’ll have to leave at some point,” I say, and he laughs, lacing his fingers in my hair and dragging me upward until our lips are inches apart. “It’s almost sunrise.”
“Is it now?” He captures my mouth in a hot kiss, my fingers curling on his chest as he swallows my moan. “Still want me to leave, princess?” he whispers, trailing his lips toward my chin and nipping on it.
“I said nothing about wanting you to leave,” I protest as goose bumps break all over my skin, but gathering all my willpower, I pull away from my man and scoot back, comfortable in my nakedness.
How can I be anything but since my man looks at me as if I’m the most beautiful woman on earth?
“I have an idea, though.” I grin at him. “How about you join us for breakfast today? It’s a family thing.” Since he says nothing, I elaborate. “We can break the news to them there.”
He frowns. “Break the news?”
“Yes. And maybe we can invite your parents as well? They’d feel awful if they were the last to know.” My mind swirls with all the possibilities and how to arrange this on such short notice, but it sounds perfect.
It will be just our families, so we can deal with the fallout together by presenting a united front.
I’m too excited and focused to notice Florian’s weird silence. “We usually have breakfast on Sundays around eleven, so there's plenty of time to invite your parents.” I tap my chin, pondering the menu. “I should tell the cook to bake Dad’s favorite cookies so when we announce our relationship to them, we’ll have something on the table to calm him down.” I laugh. “Although I’m afraid we’ll still have to deal with his temper.”
“Jimena.” I still at Florian’s harsh tone and finally notice how he grew stiff as his face becomes unreadable once again. “We can’t tell them.”
I’m so stunned I manage only to whisper, “What?”
