Page 48 of The Broken Aztec Princesses

“What are you doing?” I managed to squeak again, unable to tear my eyes away from the broad shoulders, narrow waist, tanned skin and legs the size of trunks.

“Don’t tell me you’re a blushing virgin, Princess. I have my underwear on. It’s not like I’m whipping out my cock and slapping you with it.” He stopped digging in the drawers he wasfacing and looked back at me. “Unless that’s something you’re into?” he finished with a wicked smile.

My heart raced, my core clenched and when I didn’t answer, he turned back around and pulled out a pair of pajama pants.

“You wanted to talk?” he asked again, finally giving me his undivided attention.

“I-I wanted to apologize. I took my frustrations out on you when you were just trying to help.”

“Apology accepted.”

“But, it’s just that—” His laugh stopped me from continuing.

“That’s still how you apologize, isn’t it? Like an ass with a ‘but’ at the end.” I stood frozen against the closed door as he stalked over to me. “Would it have killed you to just leave it at the apology, Bells? Can you never just be wrong and sorry?”

His voice was low and intimate, and he was so close I could smell his scent of chocolate and orange. It smelled so fucking good, I was getting dizzy. I clenched my thighs together, hoping the smell of my arousal wouldn’t reach his nose.

“I just wanted to explain,” I protested weakly, my voice coming out a little more breathy than I’d given it permission to.

“You’ve explained. I’ll stay out of your business and you stay out of mine,” Cade replied, but made no move to pull away.

“That’s not—”

“That’s not, what? Didn’t you say you’ve spent all your life without my help?” he asked, a little anger and hurt pushing through his whisper.

“I didn’t—”

Cade leaned closer and my mouth dried up.

“You didn’t what?” he asked. When I didn’t answer, he leaned closer and I couldn’t help but look at his lips so close to mine when he asked again, “You didn’t what, Princess? Didn’t mean to make me feel like an idiot for trying to protect you?”

“I-I—”

I looked up into his eyes. The moment our eyes connected, he slammed his lips to mine so hard that my head hit the back of the door. My body stopped responding to reason. I wrapped my arms around his neck and pressed my tits against his naked chest. I felt the growl that left his chest all the way down to my pussy, instantly soaking my panties. His arms wrapped around me, and settled on my ass and he continued to kiss me.

Goddess, it’d been so long since I felt a man’s hands on me, and they never fired up my body the way Cade’s were doing right now. He pinched my ass, making me yelp, giving him the opening to plunge his tongue into my mouth. I couldn’t help the moan that tore from my throat when I felt his tongue caressing every part of my mouth.

“You smell so good. Like apple blossoms,” Cade groaned, kissing his way from my lips to my neck. I leaned my head to the side and dug my hands into his ridiculously soft hair, urging him on with another moan.

We both froze when his phone rang. He pulled back a bit and I stared up at him, our breaths coming out in pants as the phone continued to ring. When the ringing stopped, Cade’s hands kneaded my ass, and I gave a tiny moan that made him smile. He was bending down to kiss me one more time when the phone started ringing again. Cade groaned and pressed his forehead against mine.

“I should go,” I managed to say.

Cade closed his eyes and something in me desperately wanted him to tell me to stay, but instead, he pulled back and walked over to grab his phone. I opened the door and escaped, wondering what the fuck my reaction to him was. I mean, he was an alpha, and I swore I wouldn’t do that again. But something about Cade made me throw all my promises out the window. I couldn’t afford to do that again. I needed to stay away from him.

I finally got control of my life again, even if it was a mess. It was my mess and I intended to keep it that way. I locked myself in my room and ran straight into the shower before I could change my mind and run back to Cade’s room.

I scrolled through social media for hours before I managed to fall asleep. I had another nightmare, which meant I was up at four again. I fist-pumped when Cory didn’t reach out, though. Progress was progress, right? Maybe I was finally getting used to the damn things, and wouldn’t wake my twin up at the ass crack of dawn every day.

I ran down giddily to the kitchen, where Charles was already getting started.

“Good morning, Luna. Do you always wake up so early?”

“Yep. Do you?”

“Yes, but I take a nap after breakfast. When I woke up yesterday, you were already out in the fields. How much do you sleep?”

“A few hours?” I shrugged, taking the cutting board and knife he pushed my way. I’d been functioning on three to four hours a day for months now. Only once had I crashed and burned halfway through the day.

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