Page 32 of Royal Catch
I reach down and rub him through his boxer briefs. He’s huge and rock hard. “I’m sure,” I croak.
He smiles and my breath catches at the beauty of it. I wish I could always make him smile. “God, Polly, you’ve made me so happy.”
“So now we can both be happy. Well, I can be happier. I’m already happy thanks to you.”
He reaches into the nightstand drawer for a condom and rips it open. I helpfully pull off his boxer briefs, dropping a kiss on his massive erection. He groans. Then I can’t help but taste, licking the length of him.
He grips my hair and lifts my head. “I want to be inside you.”
“I want that too. I want everything. Let’s stay up all night and do everything there is to do to each other.”
He groans and rolls on the condom. Then he’s on top of me, his hand cradling my face, gazing into my eyes as he fits himself to me. I wrap my legs high around his waist. Slowly he pushes inside. I’m no virgin, but it’s been a while and he’s thick. I can feel my body stretching, the ache as he pushes deeper.
His expression is fierce determination as he moves ever so slowly. Drops of sweat form on his forehead. He’s straining to make it easier for the woman he thinks is a virgin. Tears sting my eyes, surprising me. I’m not a crier.
He stills. “Am I hurting you?”
I shake my head and look to the ceiling, hoping the tears will go back where they came from.
He starts to pull out, and I grab his ass and pull him hard against me. He slides in to the hilt, and we both moan. He kisses my eyelids, my cheeks, my jaw. My throat is nearly closed with emotion. What is wrong with me? I should be enjoying myself, along for a fun ride.
I buck under him. “You’ve got to move to make this work.”
He chuckles and the soft exhalation of air tickles my ear. “I know how it works, darling.”
The darling spears my heart. My breath shudders out as I crash into the hard truth—I’m one hundred percent all in, idiotically in love. My eyes are hot. I close them and swallow the lump of emotion lodged in my throat.
My breath catches on a sharp inhale as he thrusts deep. “Yes,” I manage, needing him to take me back to the world of pleasure, away from the emotional abyss.Fuck me hard.I quickly change it to, “I love this so much. More, more, more.”
He groans, his mouth slamming over mine as he thrusts into me. He lifts his head, his breath harsh by my ear as he takes me on a ride. It’s not fun like my usual casual hookups; it’s intense. Rough and hard and deep. Every stroke brings me closer to the edge.
“Come with me,” he orders.
“You can’t just demand—ah!” He has my ankle over his shoulder, and then he’s kneeling, pumping into me even deeper than before. His fingers stroke me rapidly. I’m fever hot, panting, out of my mind. He’s pushing me open with his hard thrusts as I tighten around him at the same time. I’m caught in the vortex of Gabriel pleasure, exquisite, nearly unbearable in its intensity. Pulsing hot pleasure rushes through me, and then I explode, crying out his name. That sets him off, pounding into me as he lets go.
I am shaking, sweating, high on Gabriel. I never want this night to end. More fucking. More everything.
He turns his head and kisses my calf. My tears spring back with a vengeance, leaking out of my eyes. I throw an arm over my eyes, thoroughly embarrassed.
He sets my leg down. “Polly, are you okay?”
I can’t speak. If I do, I’ll blurt out everything and it’ll all end. He’ll hate me for lying to him.
A moment later, he’s next to me. He pushes my arm off my eyes and pulls me into his arms, lying side by side. My tears are wetting his chest, but he doesn’t seem to mind. I throw an arm and a leg over him, plastering myself against him, knowing our time together is running out.
He strokes my hair, murmuring, “It’s just between us, I promise.” He thinks I’m upset about losing my virginity, and his concern just makes me cry more.
“I know,” I choke out. “I don’t regret it. I loved it.”I love you.
He holds me tight. “Okay. It’ll be okay.”
Except how can anything ever be okay again? I’m in love with the crown prince of Villroy, and he’s going to marry another woman.
Chapter Ten
Gabriel
I’ve kept my word. I will help Polly win and send her home with the funds needed to help her friend. It pains me to know she’s leaving, yet some part of me has hope. Our connection is too strong to ignore. We kept each other up most of the night, entwined together as close as two people could be. She took to my demands beautifully, satisfied me deeply, and even had a few demands of her own. She’s fiery, passionate, and strong. I woke at dawn, content with Polly in my arms, knowing I couldn’t let her go. We fit in a way no one has ever fit with me before. I don’t know how it will work yet. All I know is I must find a way to keep her.
