Page 47 of Mistaken as His Royal Bride

He took one of her hands and uncurled it. Then he stepped close and reached around her to unsnap her bra in a movement so slick and deft that she only realised what he’d done when a tiny breeze skated over her bare flesh.

Her bra lay on the ground.

Aristedes’s gaze got even hotter.

Maddi could feel her nipples puckering into tight buds. He came close again and cupped her breasts in his hands, taking their weight. She had to put her hands on his arms to stay standing. A tremble was starting up somewhere near her knees and travelling up her body, uncontrollable.

Aristedes’s thumbs found her nipples and grazed them, back and forth. Maddi gripped his arms tight.

‘Aristedes...’

She wasn’t even sure what she was asking for. An end to the torture? For it never to stop?

‘I told you...call me Ari.’

She looked at him. Her eyes were heavy-lidded. She felt like a cat, wanting to push herself into his hands, begging for heavier petting.

‘Ari...’

He lifted his gaze from her breasts. ‘Hmm...?’

‘I...’ She literally couldn’t articulate what she needed.

He seemed to take pity on her. He led her over to the massive bed and instructed her, ‘Lie back.’

Maddi did. Glad not to have to try and stay standing when she was about to collapse into a puddle at his feet. She looked at the towel around his waist and the prominent bulge. Heat throbbed between her legs. Slick.

He came down over her on his arms. Muscles tensing and bunching. She couldn’t help it. She had to touch him. She ran a hand over his chest again, her fingers tracing muscles, her nail snagging on a nipple.

Ari’s head lowered and his breath feathered against the skin near her jaw. He pressed a kiss there, and then trailed kisses down her neck to her shoulder. Down further. She tensed when he came to rest beside her. He cupped one breast again, and flicked out his tongue against the sensitive peak. Maddi’s back arched at the exquisite sensation. Then he surrounded it with his mouth and the sucking, dragging heat almost sent her into orbit. His other hand moved over her ribcage and down, over her belly, to the top of her lacy briefs.

Maddi couldn’t think. She wanted so many things. All at once.

There was a faint ripping noise and Ari had dispensed with her underwear. Now she was completely naked. At his mercy. Begging him with incoherent words... His hand moved between her thighs, pushing them apart gently and then exploring through the heat right into the centre of her body, where she ached the most.

Ari said something that Maddi couldn’t understand, but it sounded guttural. Then he took his hand away saying, ‘I have to taste you...’

She let out a little whimper and lifted her head to see Ari taking her thighs and spreading them wide. Looking at her with such hunger that it sent a fresh wave of lust through her.

Then he moved down and pressed kisses along each thigh, higher and higher, until he reached the apex of her legs, where she was weeping with heat. He put his mouth to her, exploring that heat. His tongue laved her secret folds and Maddi was done...

She was so far beyond any realm of what she had thought might happen that when Ari flicked his tongue against her she came in a wild rush of climaxes that seemed to go on for ever, rolling like waves through her whole body.

When the storm had ebbed away, she could feel little after-tremors still rippling deep inside her. She lifted her head and saw Ari standing looking at her. Eyes burning like obsidian.

He flicked the towel off his waist and Maddi looked down. A sound came out of her mouth that she had no control over. He was...magnificent. A virile male in his prime. She could feel her body weeping for him all over again.

He opened a drawer in a console by the bed and she watched as he sheathed himself with protection.

Good, she thought dimly,because any hope I had of being responsible or sane has long since left the building.

He came down over her on his hands again. Moved between her legs. Maddi’s heart rate was triple its normal speed, and even though she’d just climaxed, she could feel tension coiling tight again.

Ari put his hand on her, just above her chest, and trailed it down over one breast, then the other, reigniting the fire with little more than a touch. His hand moved down over her belly, which quivered at his touch, and between her legs.

His eyes flared. ‘You’re so responsive,amada.’

Maddi wanted to beg. But just as she was about to open her mouth Ari took his hand away and moved himself between her legs. She could feel himthere, about to breach her body, and she moved slightly, hips circling.

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