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He really is nothing like I imagined him to be.
My response again was not in words but in the arch of my back, my legs tightening over his hips as I pulled him down, crushing my lips to his.
Another cry fell out of me as he entered me, but his full mouth muffled it, and he thankfully took me slowly.
His breathing intensified, his rhythm quickening with mine. My hips moved upward to meet his as he thrust deeper, filling me entirely, the walls of me suctioning him as close as I could get him.
Nyx’s strong, soft fingers grazed my face, his elbow propped against the rock as he moved, our eyes locking as his breath fell over my face. Sweat formed between us, my breasts pressed to his chest, nails digging into his shoulders as yet another climax surged through me. His hardness swelled fuller within me, and I closed my eyes as they rolled to the back of my head. I allowed myself to succumb to the feeling entirely, soaking him as he streamed into me in unison.
Our groans flooded the night, bodies shaking as we collapsed against the rock. The two of us almost slid to the ground in the aftermath, but Nyx was fast to catch me, laughing before I could hit the bed of pine needles on the ground.
“This wasn’t the most comfortable location for our first time,” he said, sounding regretful. “I didn’t plan this. I really did just want to bring you here to show you one of my favorite places.”
“What do you mean? This was perfect,” I reassured him. “The dirt doesn’t bother me.”
He brushed his fingers across my cheek. “Thanks, but you deserve better than this… something more luxurious.”
“I don’t need luxury. If you think this is bad, you should have seen some of the places I’ve lived,” I said before I could stop myself. Instantly, I regretted my words, and I cringed, wishing I could take them back.
He gently lifted me back onto the boulder and looked around for my dress. “What do you mean?”
I bit on my lower lip, not wanting to tell him about the life I’d lived after my father had killed himself, leaving me to fend for myself on the streets.
“I was a kid with not many options,” I explained hastily, trying to keep it vague. “Even before my dad… When my dad was alive…”
I cleared my throat quickly and averted my eyes when Nyx eyed me curiously. “We didn’t live in very nice places. He didn’t have a steady income, so we moved from place to place a lot. Most of the time, we didn’t even have furniture, so we slept on floors with blankets. Sometimes not even with blankets. We just took what we could get.”
He handed me my clothes slowly and tried to meet my gaze, but I deliberately looked away. I didn’t want to ruin a perfectly good date—or whatever this had been—by being a downer.
“But I managed. We managed,” I offered brightly. “Lots of faeries lived like us. When I made friends, we would trade spells and crafts. I learned how to make blankets and pillows. We’d use whatever magic we had to make the projects fun, spruce up the broken playgrounds and make forts in the abandoned community centers. We learned to make do with what we could. It wasn’t all bad all the time.”
I didn’t add that I’d lived in some of those very places before I was old enough to find regular employment, cold and alone, hoping not to be caught by the police as I scrounged in dumpsters for meals. I’d already dampened the mood enough.
“In a kingdom as wealthy as Steelshire, that’s an abomination,” he said bitterly as he slipped into his clothes. “More money needs to go into programs for inner-city kids.”
I raised an eyebrow skeptically.
Isn’t he the king? Isn’t that up to him?
I didn’t comment on that aloud. It wasn’t my business how he allotted funds, and I certainly wasn’t about to offer any advice on the matter. Things were going so pleasantly, I didn’t want to antagonize him by asking such a bold question.
If he caught my look, he made no comment. “There should be no abandoned buildings at all in this kingdom, no children in poverty. Nobody in poverty, period.”
I agreed with that, so why didn’t he do something about it?
A cool wind flittered through the trees, and I shivered now that I didn’t have Nyx’s hard body warming me.
“Come on,” he said, extending his arm toward me. “Let’s get you back to the car.”
Disappointed but agreeable, I allowed him to escort me off the boulder again, and we silently returned toward the lookout where the Royal Guards waited.
“Maybe we can do this again,” he suggested, opening the door to the SUV for me.
Surprised but mildly disbelieving, I nodded. “I’d like that.”
I didn’t believe him, though. That’s just what dates said when they were being polite.
I wasn’t holding my breath. After all, the king knew all the dancers. He’d probably forget all about me by tomorrow. I wasn’t that memorable to a commoner. An Alpha King certainly had had better. He wouldn’t remember my name by the morning.
