Page 67 of Princess of Thorns and Ruin

He withdraws and stands before serving me a slow, disarming kiss that leaves me wanton for more. His belt hits the floor with a forceful slap, and Alec finally drags off his pants, the black boxers underneath stretched by a huge bulge.

I sit on the edge of the mattress and reach for him. “Can I?”

His arms fall to his sides as he nods, his eyes as dark as the night.

Alec’s hips jerk forward as I peel the fabric from him and wrap my hand around his length. Hard, but also soft in a way. And wet… I caress the tip. A bead of clear liquid glides across my thumb.

“Holy shit, Lucky.”

My gaze darts up to meet his. “Does it feel good?”

“Yes.”

“Why do you look angry?”

“Because I’m struggling to hold back. I really want to fuck you right now.”

Pride and lust swell in my chest. “Tell me what you like.”

I rub him up and down and up again, getting used to the feel of him. I don’t think I could fit it all inside my mouth, but I wrap my lips over the tip, tasting him. Salt, sweat, and leather…I hum.

“Oh fuck. Ohh.”

I take him deeper and move my head the way Evangeline did with Leo, using my tongue to suck and lick.

He grabs a fist of my hair to hold me off. “Enough.”

I pout as he wrestles me off him. “I want to play with you more.”

“Do you want me to fuck you or not?”

My throat bobs in anticipation. “Yes.”

“Then let me concentrate for a sec.” Leaving me alone and wanton on the bed, he searches the pockets of his discarded jacket and pulls out a plastic square. A condom, I realize, swallowing hard as he rolls it over himself.

Something about the sight liquefies my gut. I know he’s right to put it on, and yet a rebellious part of me would prefer for Alec to be the father of my first child, and not the old drunk. Vampires can only conceive once a year, but the first few fertile cycles after the change can be all over the place. One might be coming up soon. Maybe that’s why I’ve been thinking so much about sex. “What difference does it make? If I have to bear a child, let it be yours.”

His garnet gaze holds mine captive, his voice breathless and vulnerable in a way it has never been. “I thought you hated me, Lucky.”

“You’re a choice. He’s not. Do you have a family?” I’m not stupid. He might be married for all I know. Elite special forces do not get a lot of free time, but they are encouraged to procreate.

“No.”

I exhale and search his gaze, hoping he’s saying the truth and not just easing my conscience.

“It’s just too risky.” He slides the latex over his shaft and gently spreads my legs. “I’m going to tease you until you beg for more, and then I’m gonna fuck your brains out.”

“Yes, please,” I gasp.

He pushes two fingers inside me and strokes me with one hand, the other pinching my nipples in turn. Right when I’m on the cusp of falling over the edge, he stops and replaces his fingers with the tip of his hard length. “Are you ready?”

I bite my bottom lip. “Yes.”

I feel a sting and a pressure. So much pressure, so much of him pushing inside…it’s overwhelming, and my hips roll instinctively, taking him deeper. The stinging sensation relents almost immediately, my vampire healing powers probably to thank for the lack of pain.

“Are you okay?” he breathes on my neck.

I nod, and a hiccup quakes me. I’m actually doing this, having sex with Alec Beaumont… just the thought causes my eyes to roll inward, his cock tucked deep inside me even though it’s forbidden. My lust for him rivals an equally delicious sense of pride. I made that decision for myself. I broke the rules, and it feels fucking incredible, way better than saving myself for a disgusting king.

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