Page 96 of Vengeful Princess

“I’m not.”

“Yes, you are.” He cupped my breasts and then bent his head to suckle one. I whimpered at the feel of his hot, wet mouth on my aching nipple.

“More, I need more!” I demanded, rubbing myself on his thick erection, desperate to ease the pressure between my thighs. With each hot caress, I edged closer to oblivion. So close.

When his fingers slipped inside my shorts and brushed my clit, I gasped.

“Cara, you’re so wet,” he marveled, pulling away from my breast. “Does this feel good?”

“Yes.” His touch was a little hesitant. Neither of us were experienced but we’d been experimenting a lot lately, the attraction between us to powerful too ignore. “Right there!” I gasped when he found my clit again. “Don’t stop!”

The pressure built, the pleasure almost unbearable. Then the damn burst and I fell apart, shuddering as the waves of pleasure washed over me. When my orgasm faded, he pulled his fingers from my underwear and licked them.

“You taste so sweet.”

“Really?” I cringed a little. Letting him taste me like that seemed kind of dirty.

“Yeah,” he assured me while shifting uncomfortably, reminding me he hadn’t come. I felt bad for him.

“Shall I…?” When I reached down to touch him, he caught my wrist and shook his head.

“No, not yet. I’ll be fine. Just give me a moment.” He lifted me up and set me down on the floor before adjusting himself. I tried not to look but failed miserably.

“Next time?” He grinned before pulling me into his arms and holding me tight.

“Maybe. But you don’t have to, Thea.” I looked up to find him staring at me, a conflicted expression on his face. “You never have to do anything,cara.I’m happy to be your friend. I don’t expect more than that.”

My heart melted in my chest. Dar meant everything to me. If things were different, if I was a different girl, I could picture us being together forever. Like in the books I read sometimes.

“But I want to. I want you to be my first, Dar.”

He froze. “Cara, I want that. You’d be my first, too.” I’d never asked him if there were other girlfriends. Mostly because I didn’t want to know. But realizing I was the only one made me feel warm inside.

“If you’re my first and I’m yours, we’ll never forget each other.”

He rested his forehead on mine. “I could never forget you, Thea.” Then he reached out and brushed the hair away from my cheek. “You’re mine. Always and forever.”

The sound of dogs barking in the distance jolted me from my little bubble of happiness. This was bad. If the guards had begun patrolling the woods, there was a chance they would head in this direction. Dad and Torrance had no idea Dario and I were friends, and I didn’t want them to find out.

“We need to go. You need to leave!”

He grabbed my hand and tugged me to the doorway. We shared one last lingering kiss, and then I watched as he vanished, swallowed up by the shadows.

By the time I climbed back into my bedroom, the heat of his touch had faded, leaving nothing but a lingering sense of disquiet. A note in Torrance’s scratchy handwriting left on my pillow told me to be ready to leave at 6 AM.

Knowing Torrance had been in my room while I’d been gone cemented the realization my relationship with Dario was doomed.

The pain of a future without Dar was almost too much to bear. I didn’t want to lose him. Dar and Verity were the only good things in my life.

Without them, I had nothing.

54

Thea

Cassian and Landon rushed to stop Kyril from killing Dario, not that he was in much danger from what I could see. Dar’s skills had leveled up since I last saw him, and he gave as good as he got.

By the time one of the faculty members barreled over to break up the fight, the two stood glaring at each other, Kyril’s expression nothing short of murderous. Dar wiped some blood away from a split lip while ignoring me.

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