Page 10 of Forbidden Prince
This was it. Her one night with the prince. She unfastened the single button on the back of her neck which loosened the silkyfabric.
Marco’s warm hands brushed against her spine and she arched her back to let him unzip her dark green dress. His fingers made her body tremble with excitement. At the cool rush of air on her bare skin, she turned and kissed him while unfastening each pearl button of his shirt until she’d exposed the broad expanse of golden, muscular chest. "How are you this hard, everywhere?" Warmth flowed throughher.
"You haven't even felt the better half of me yet." His slight five o'clock shadow tickled her throat as he kissed her and helped her out of thedress.
"Mmhmm." She stepped toward thebed.
He took off his pants in one swift move. As she lowered onto the bed, she threw off her bra and panties while he moved her legs, so he could reach down and kiss herintimately.
As she arched, she felt like she was in heaven itself. A place where dreams cometrue.
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Renee letout a quiet moan as she shifted in the bed to be more comfortable. Marco's warm muscles all over her made her insides still beg for more. However, when she tried to move her sleeping arm, she found itstuck.
She pulled harder, but a handcuff scraped against her bare skin. Her arms were wrapped around Marco's torso. She tugged again, but she realized her legs were also wrapped around his legs. She nipped his shoulder. "Marco, wakeup."
"What the..." Marco tried to move his arms but they were cuffed to the posters of the bed. He scowled down at her. "Renee, I don't like being tied to abed."
She jingled her own cuffs at his back. "I didn't do this. My arms and legs are handcuffedtoo."
He pulled his leg, but he was tied face-down on the bed with her under him. He couldn't move either. He groaned with frustration. "I never sleep after sex. This will teach mewhy."
She wasn’t sure if she should be afraid, or if this was someone’s idea of a prank. They were in his castle, for heaven’s sake, so nothing bad could actually happen. Except that Kristin had told her about the old king being sick and the country in civil unrest. History had taught her that unhappy people tended to do awfulthings.
Footsteps echoed in the hall. Servants? She could hear her own heart beating fast, but she whispered, "Shh,listen."
She made out the soft murmur of a man who spoke in a language Renee didn’tknow.
Marco's muscles tightened. No other sentences came and the footsteps continued on. "What did hesay?"
"I don't know." He pulled on one of the posters of the bed, the muscles in his arm bunching with effort. "Renee, I'm sorry you're here rightnow."
Every part of her not underneath him shivered. She shook her head. "If someone stormed the castle while I was alone, I'd be terrified." She kissed his neck and felt her body blossoming for him. "Marco, these could be our last seconds onearth."
He kissed the top of her forehead. "Don't be scared,Renee."
"I can't stop that." Her arms, around his waist, lowered to his sexyrump.
"Try." His erectionstiffened.
Now this was the way to die. She licked her lips and met his gaze. "Kissme."
He grew even harder, but didn'tmove.
She lifted her hips, encouraginghim.
He inched closer to her opening, then stilled. "Am I crushingyou?"
She brought her heels up to his backside, on fire with need. "I like being crushed by you. Don'tstop."
He entered her, then pulled out. A master of control he said, "Renee, we shouldn't. I don't haveprotection."
Death could be waiting in the hallway. She scoffed and kissed his neck again. "Marco, I don't care right now. I want my last moments to feel how I did lastnight."
He pushed inside her and she heard his groan. "Renee, you'retight."
"Wow. Yes." He was harder and his movements were even more intense than she remembered. She wanted to scream, but sealed her lips. Soon, she forgot where she was as she felt herself leave her body. No orgasm had ever been soimmense.
