Page 53 of Shadows of the Crown

Yes, that’s exactly what I need to do.

I do not allow myself to think about the consequences of grabbing the realm’s deadliest woman and reach for her face,pressing my lips to hers. She doesn’t push me off, though she doesn’t kiss me back either. Fuck me…did I misread all the tension between us?

Pulling away just far enough to peer into her discerning eyes, I keep her face in my hands, stroking a thumb over her silky skin. None of the fabric in either realm could compare to the feeling of her. Her pupils dilate, cloaking the disarming green I love so much, and I cannot tell if she’s contemplating laughing at me or killing me.

I’ll take either, so long as she allows me to stay.

But she surprises me… “Fuck it,” she mutters to herself as she grabs my jacket and drags my mouth back against hers. She devours my lips, and my legs nearly give out when she sighs. I slide one hand to the nape of her neck, holding her to me tightly.

I may be just a little afraid she’ll pull away.

My other hand grazes down her throat and over the side of her breast—it takes everything in me not to reach my hand in the slit showcasing her abdomen. There’s a desperate need inside my chest to grab it and tease the bud until I learn exactly what kind of touch makes her come undone. She seems like she enjoys pain with her pleasure, and I’m eager to give her whatever she demands.

My tingling fingers reach her waist, sliding along her back to press her flush against me. If I didn’t know any better, I would say the Angel created our bodies to mold perfectly together.

Every defined curve of her melts into me. It’s as if my body is simply just a placeholder for hers to rest on. She gasps when I tighten my hold—I try to loosen it, but that is impossible at this point.

I need her.

I need to witness the look on her face when I bring her the best pleasure she’s ever known. I want to examine every inch of her body and memorize each place she likes to be touched. I have to know what kind of pressure drives her wild, and just how she likes to be taken.

I wonder if she prefers to be fucked hard and quick, or more soft and sensual?

It doesn’t matter…I’ll give her both. I’ll give her all of it. I’m desperate to show her exactly how good I can make her feel.

She tugs me forward, twisting a hand to disarm her wards and lead us inside. I use her body to close the door, shoving her against it and swallowing her moans like a starved man. So she does like a little pain…I smile to myself as I kiss my way over her jaw and down her throat, pausing at her pulse point to bask in the speed of her heart.

She may be able to hide her outward reaction to me, but this isn’t something she can control. It reveals all I need to know about how she feels.

She begins unbuttoning my shirt, her movements frantic, groaning when she cannot get them undone fast enough.

I chuckle against her jaw. “This doesn’t feel like you hate me, angel.”

“This changes nothing, prince.” My cock twitches at her breathy voice, responding to the sound of her pent up need. I drag my lips back to hers, shivering as she slides her incredibly wicked hands over my abdomen, gripping just above my hips to meld us together.

“We’ll see about that.” I breathe against her swollen lips and claim them again before she has the chance to speak the denial I know is waiting on her tongue. I suck her words in, groaning at the intoxicating taste of her. I have to have all of her—I need to know if she’s as sweet as I’ve imagined.

Stepping back to release her from the door, my hands make quick work of her dress, undoing the belt and sliding the straps over her shoulders. The fabric falls to the floor, and I don’t have one moment to appreciate her incomprehensible body before she’s shoving my shirt and jacket off. One would think her no better than a rabid animal as she reaches down to just as swiftly bare my lower half, freeing my painfully hard cock. She grasps my length in one hand, squeezing and stroking as I jerk in her grasp. This beautiful creature has no hesitations in taking what she wants, and I’m unashamedly just a man ready to give her anything she desires. She will have whatever she asks for.

I bend to grab her legs, lifting and never taking my mouth from hers as I lead us to the bed. Her sultriness encases me, asignificantly finer scent when it’s from the source. Fingers grip onto my hair and neck like I’m their lifeline as I lie her down on her back gently, though I want nothing more than to ruin every inch of her. I want to fuck every hole, bruise all of her skin with my mouth, and bite into her neck until she bleeds.

Maybe these urges of mine are not so crazy, because it feels as if she would like the same thing.

But before I do any of that, I must suck her throbbing core into my mouth. I lift myself from the bed and pause for a moment to admire her. Her skin is soft everywhere—not just her lips. Her breasts showcase hardened, dusty pink nipples that I want to twist and pinch until she comes undone. I run my fingers along her waist, down to her hip and over her toned thighs. I’m in awe that something so beautiful lies before me—that I have the honor of bearing witness to a phenomena very few get to see.

My jaw clenches. No one else should ever see her like this…it will never happen again.

She’s mine.

“Have you never seen a woman before, prince?” I jolt like the idiot I am—standing here as sinful thoughts consume me instead of giving her everything she needs. Her bright eyes narrow, obvious amusement dancing along her features.

If I had any artistic capabilities, I would paint the stunning sight before me so that I could hold on to this memory forever. Though I know even the finest painter in the realms would spenda lifetime striving to perfect her beauty and still fail to capture it fully.

I want to stare at her forever, but she’s waiting for me. My eyes travel to her glistening pussy and roll. Fuck, every bit of her is perfect.

Whydidit have to be her?

I bend to sink my tongue through her arousal, but stop when one of her heels connects with my forehead. My brows furrow as I look up at her smirking face.

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