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“You’re all hot for me. I can smell it, Princess, and it’s turning me all the way on.” Then he touches the wetness, and I lose my mind. He strokes his fingers along the crotch of my panties and it’s pure pleasure, a dull throbbing need for more, and he keeps doing it, making things inside me flutter. Then…oh…god…then he nudges aside the panties and strokes me flesh on flesh.

Electric.

Melting everything.

I shudder, shake, and grip him hard, thrusting my hips forward, wanting more, wanting himinme.

He pushes two fingers in, and the stretching invasion is like nothing else. I’m spiraling, climbing, reaching new pinnacles of delicious aching, of tingling goodness.

“Yes, come for me, Princess…”

Stephan starts to rub my clit with his thumb as he thrusts into me, and I lose it. I sob as every atom tears freein a wild euphoric dance as I explode. I spasm as the orgasmic release completely overtakes me.

As I’m at my height, he pulls his hand free, grabs my hair and yanks my head back. It’s the sweetest pain.

He growls and starts to suck and lick my throat. I press it hard against his mouth, and I feel it. The shattering of his control.

Stephan sinks his teeth into me, and I twitch as another little orgasm escapes and everything inside me comes alive. It feels so good. Better than anything I’ve ever imagined, and I’m a whimpering mess, putty in his arms, especially as he sucks on my neck harder.

When he pulls away, I look up at him with blurry vision, lost in ecstasy. He’s staring down at me with the same kind of dreamy-eyed gaze.

“Princess… I?—”

His lips brush mine, about to kiss me again, when oncoming hurried footsteps steal the blissful moment away.

I turn my head.

That’s when Mom, Heath, and all my sisters round the hedge. Every eye widens as they take in the scene.

Mom’s shocked silent. Rue’s squealing and snapping pictures on her phone. Dahlia’s covering her eyes, while Mari is giggling and Iris is smirking like she knows what happened just before they found us.

But it’s Heath’s furious expression that stills my heart. He’s seething. His entire body shakes with the force of it.“Ashford!”

CHAPTER

TWENTY-TWO

Stephan

Shit.

Now I can feel her, the intake of breath, those other vibrations in the air that connect to me and only me. How she’s scared, miserable, filled with guilt, and consumed with desire. The princess wants me. Wants to get on her knees and worship my cock. Wants to lie back and spread herself open to welcome me into the depths of her body and take my knot.

I don’t just feel this.

Iknow.

Because with my mark, she’s my princess now.

What the fuck have I done?

Heath speaks again, and this time it registers. His presence cuts through the haze over me, that connection toher, and she moves into me even as her brother puts hands on me, pulling me away.

And I let him.

“I said what the fuck have you done?” he says, throwing me into the opposite hedges.

“Heath—” Violet’s voice trembles.

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