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Her little frantic movements set off my orgasm and I come so fucking hard, I almost collapse. I have to catch her and myself from slamming to the floor.

“Fuck! Princess!”

She’s whimpering, crying out. Her entire body isshaking as she soars right along with me. “Oh, God, Oh, God. I love you, Stephan!”

Incredibly, her words make me come harder, longer, and I don’t know how long the pleasure washes through us, wave after wave. It’s a wild ride, and I don’t want to be anywhere else.

As it finally starts to ebb, I stay knotted as I rock her on me. Her tremors of what seems to be a never-ending orgasm ripple over my dick, until finally I start to deflate, and as I ease out of her, she crumples into me. I hold her close.

Just hold her.

When she said those words to me, something stirred, something big, and I think… Oh shit.

What if I love her, too?

Slowly, I rearrange her clothes, then mine. I try not to think about how I ended up knotting and what that might mean. She’s been on the contraceptives for a while now, and they should prevent anything from happening, but…

Now what I’m doing secretly feels more real. More cruel.

When we can both walk, I lead her out, tucking the ripped panties away.

“Stephan…that…that was knotting?” she asks, still bleary-eyed.

“Uh, yeah.” I’m not usually one to be lost for words, but I sure as fuck am now.

We walk, heading slowly to where I can call for one of Pen’s cars. I pull Violet against me and search for something to say.

She just told me she loves me.

“I have to go to Emporia.We.We’re going, for a few days,” I say.

My princess just nods.

What if I love her, too?

Because that’s what it feels like inside.

Shit.

What the actual fuck do I do now?

CHAPTER

THIRTY-NINE

Violet

I’m filled with both excitement and trepidation.

The trip to Emporia seems so last-minute. Even though he had to let his aunt Sophine know he had business.

I know he doesn’t trust her, but… She’s not about to interfere with business that he has, and no matter how they antagonize each other, I highly doubt she’ll do half the things she threatens him with.

Funny how I’m not as frightened of her as I first was. I’m still in awe. She’s a powerful woman. But then again so is Mom. In her way. Not every powerful job’s the same, and raising such a big family, keeping us all together…it takes power of self, lots of strength.

I keep that to myself. And of course, Mom cried when I told everyone we were going away for a few days.

Rue asked a million questions, and I stayed the night before we left, giggling and talking with my sisters. And refusing to answer any sex questions Rue threw my way.

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