Page 8 of The Princess and the SEAL

Chapter 3

Ryan

HER DELICATE AND MANICURED hand swiftly smacked my jaw. “So much for that theory, Ryan. You will never be a prince. You’re still just a vulgar SEAL.”

My face stung after she slapped me, but it was okay—I deserved it. Hell, I enjoyed it. Damn, if she had that fire in the bedroom… A bolt of electricity shot to my cock. I imagined tying up this princess, talking dirty to her, and fucking her hard until she could do nothing but come and come for me.

But before I could seduce her, I needed to get her to agree to stay with me. Yes, I wanted her, but also, I wanted her to feel safe.

Her sweet taste lingered on my tongue. I meant everything I’d said to her earlier. I couldn’t stop staring at her angelic face and banging body. Giselle was a bombshell. She was unlike any girl I’d ever met. Well, that was the understatement of the year. She was a fucking princess.

My princess.

The princess and the SEAL. I liked the sound of that.

I had spent the past seven months looking forward to this vacation. Dreams of sex, sins, and sunsets had filled my fantasies. I had wanted nothing more than a string of hedonistic indulgences with any women who caught my fancy. And when it was over, I’d planned to return home and go back to my normal, familiar life. Alone.

But after one date with Giselle, I wanted something a little different.

I wanted to spend my entire trip with this princess.

I embraced the challenge she presented. I’d seduce her, make her fall for me, and leave her with the lasting memory of how important sex was. Then maybe someday she’d find the courage to leave her loser fiancé for a fulfilling life with a man who truly loved her. A man who wanted to be a husband and a father and was suitable for stuffy royal life.

A better man than me.

She might even find me one day and thank me.

Time to tell her.

“Change of plans, babe. You’re staying with me tonight.”

A look of horror registered on her face. “What? No. I would never.”

I knew that look of fear; I’d seen it on my enemies’ faces many times right before taking their lives. But I wasn’t used to seeing it on a woman.

The last time I saw that look was on my foster sister. That night.

I closed my eyes and forced away my past. Never go back. I was now a man, a skilled warrior, and no one could hurt me. I will never be that scared, helpless little boy again.

I pulled myself back to the present and looked at Giselle. She was fidgeting. I didn’t want to make her uncomfortable.

Fuck. I had come on too strong. I needed to dial it back. She was nothing like the women I usually met; she was clearly sheltered. I couldn’t blame her for being afraid. She knew nothing about me, and I had to admit I’d been giving her a hard time since I met her.

Be a gentleman.It was hard to model a behavior I never saw growing up, but I’d give it a try. For Princess Giselle.

I took her hand and kissed it, relieved when she didn’t pull away. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to scare you. Let me try again. I think it’s in your best interest to stay with me tonight.”

She eyed me suspiciously. “You do, do you? Does every girl you meet just hop into bed with you?”

Yes, actually, but she didn’t need the details.

I dropped my smug smile. “I’m not trying to seduce you, Giselle,” I lied. “You’re a princess, and you have the paparazzi stalking you. Have you already forgotten that you were mugged today? You don’t have any ID or money. You’re not safe. I’ll be your bodyguard tonight until you get your affairs in order if you let me.”

Peach blossomed across her cheeks. “That’s a very kind offer, Ryan. I do appreciate it, but I don’t think it’s a good idea. I’m engaged, as I said, so it wouldn’t be appropriate.”

Right, the lame playboy fiancé who didn’t even want to fuck this beautiful woman was cockblocking me. What was wrong with him? It would be one thing if he was gay, then I’d get it, but she herself said that he was sowing his wild oats. What a dick. It didn’t make sense.

“You said he was hooking up with people. Why would he care if you spent the night with me?”