Page 10 of LA Reign

Her obvious relief tells me everything I need to know. “I can promise you,” I say evenly, “no harm will ever come to you in my house. While you’re under my protection, no one will touch you. No one will hurt you.”

Her eyes shine with happiness and relief. “Thank you, Alejandro.”

I nod toward the door. “Now go tell Alana the news.”

She stands, hesitates for a fraction of a second, then walks out, leaving me alone in the silence of my study.

I’ve negotiated with the most ruthless men in this country, destroyed plenty of them too. Yet somehow, the I’ve never been quite as unsettled as I was in the presence of a sixteen-year-old girl with haunted eyes who might have just outplayed me without even trying.

Alana is in our bedroom when I finish my shower. I left Lucia to break the good news without me. I wonder how long my wife has been standing there waiting to thank me. Not long, I expect, given that she immediately runs over and throws her arms around my neck, pressing herself against me. She rubs against me in a way that suggests she’d have joined me in that shower if she’d had the chance.

“Thank you,” she says, her lips against my neck. “I promise you won’t regret it.”

I drop my hands to her perfect ass and squeeze. “I already do, princesa.”

She looks up at me, blinking. “But why?”

“Because now I’m going to have to relax the no panty rule. I can’t have you walking around here with no panties when we have an impressionable teenager in the house now, can I?”

She giggles, her cheeks flushing the cutest shade of pink. “Oh, yeah, I suppose not. But, maybe we could change it to no panties in the bedroom.”

I arch an eyebrow at her. “Ever?”

“Ever,” she tells me with a sexy smile.

I run my hands over her ass, feeling the outline of her underwear. “You’re wearing panties right now,” I growl, lips pressed against her ear.

“Then we’d better rectify this situation immediately, sir,” she purrs against my neck, making my cock stiffen immediately. “Because I wouldn’t want to break the rules and have you spank me.”

Fuck, now all I can think about is spanking and fucking her, and I have a meeting to get to.

I pull her dress up to her waist before fisting my hands into her panties and tearing them over her silky soft skin, smiling to myself at the full body shiver it causes. My hands are back on her ass, gloriously naked now. As it should be. I let my palms run over it. Her skin is so soft, it’s fucking begging to be spanked.

“I just remembered, I still owe you a spanking from last night, princesa,” I remind her, recalling how we were disturbed by Lucia’s arrival.

“Oh, yes, that’s right. You do.” She unwraps herself from my embrace and steps back with a wicked grin on her face. “Where would you like me? I don’t want you to think I’m avoiding my punishment.”

Fuck, this is torture. I want my hands on her all the damn time, and it’s becoming a problem. The best kind. “Unfortunately, I have a meeting I need to get to. Your spanking will have to wait until tonight. Don’t forget we have a dinner with the mayor and we’re staying at the hotel.”

“I know we do. I’m looking forward to it, but I didn’t realize you had to leave so soon this morning. Does this mean you’re just going to leave me all wet and needy for you? Am I going to have to take care of myself?” She pretends to pout, but the mischief in her eyes gives her away.

“No.” I pull my towel from my waist and toss it aside. “I’ve always got time to fuck you, princesa.”

I watch as a flush creeps over her neck and smile. “Come here,” I order and she obeys immediately, her chest flush against mine once more.

I wrap her hair around my fist before tilting her head to give me better access to her neck. The expanse of creamy soft skin makes me want to bite her—hard. Instead, I lick from her collarbone up to her ear and she shivers. “You taste so fucking good, Alana,” I growl. “I wish I had time to eat your pussy too.”

“So do I,” she groans.

I lift her by her ass cheeks until she wraps her legs around my waist and press her against the wall before sealing my lips over hers. When I push my tongue inside her mouth, I wish it was her pussy I was tasting instead. But I only have ten minutes to spare, and if I get my mouth on her I won’t leave this room for at least an hour. A quick fuck is all I can afford. It’s not enough, but then ten hours isn’t enough when it comes to her. I could fuck Alana every minute of every day and I would still want more.

With that thought in my head, I push my cock deep inside her soaking wet heat and she groans into my mouth. My princesa. My queen. My every-fucking-thing.

Chapter

Five

ALANA