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“Hello, husband,” she said, soft and sweet. She was facing away from me, but I could still see her cheek pinch with a smile. Pulling her closer, I nestled my jaw against her and kissed her neck. I looped my arm around her hips and she tucked her knees, giving me better access into that pussy that I craved so fucking much.
“Sleep alright?” I asked her, flexing my ass to get deeper inside and relenting only once I felt my balls brush the back of her thighs.
“Did we sleep?” she said, her voice all sleepy and sexy.
“Nah, but who fucking needs it?” I asked, as I nibbled her earlobe. “I don’t need to drink. I don’t need to eat. The only thing I need to survive is you.”
She laughed softly, hardly more than a wrinkle of her nose and a shiver of her body. But it was enough to draw me out of my early-morning brooding intensity. If she was happy, I was happy. Easy as that.
Keeping my left arm tight against her breasts, I slid my right arm down her body and found her clit with my fingers. I kept my thrusts steady and regular as I stimulated her clit, feeling it swell between my fingertips. As her breaths became less regular, more jagged, I knew she was getting close. Every time I brought her to ecstasy, I could feel her trusting me to guide her more and more. That was exactly where I wanted her to be; I needed her to know, in her soul, that I understood her pleasure, better even than my own.
“I’ve got you,” I growl-whispered against the shell of her ear. “So just fucking let go.”
She surrendered then to me, completely, dissolving into my arms and letting herself ride the pleasure that I was giving her. Before long, she was coming strong but soft, gripping and then releasing my dick with wave after wave of her orgasm.
Once she was finished, I stayed inside her, holding her close and feeling her drift off to sleep. But then a knock came at the door—it was one that I expected, but she didn’t. She jumped in my arms and groaned at the interruption.
Normally, I’d have been pissed as well. But this time was different. The surprise behind the door wasn’t just breakfast; it was something that I’d wanted her to have from the first second I saw her. Something she and she alone deserved.
Kissing her cheek, I pulled out of her, which she met with a disappointed whine. Just for good measure, I gave her ass a slap before grabbing the sheet and going to answer the door.
“What was that for?” she asked, rolling around happily to face me.
“To keep you in line, Princess,” I said, and then opened the door.
In came a line of three servants carrying coffee, tea, fruits, eggs, bacon. The fucking works. Valeria met every unveiled plate and tray with excited oohs and ahhs.
She slipped on a silk robe, fastening the tie into a bow, and picked up a freshly baked chocolate croissant. I watched her sink her teeth into it, totally unconcerned by the mess it was making all over her, and instead moaning into the fresh pastry and melted chocolate.
That’s my girl.
Once breakfast was served, my valet appeared with the carved wooden box I’d been waiting for. I took it from him with a conspiratorial wink, and he returned the gesture with a polite nod and a hint of a smile. Locking the door behind him, I turned to her and carried the box over.
“What’s that?” she asked with her mouth half-full, covering her lips with her hand. The stack of rings I’d given her for her wedding glinted in the morning light—my mom’s diamond engagement ring, my aunt’s rubies, my great-grandmother’s pearls, and finally a big whopping infinity band of ice-blue sapphires that I’d had made as her wedding ring. It was a hell of a lot of jewels for one finger, but not even close to all she deserved.
Holding the box in both hands, I offered it to her.
She blinked with excited surprise and did her best to dust off her croissant crumbs.
“Should I open it?”
Her naivete and innocence still fucking killed me. So goddamned cute it made my heart hurt.
“That’s the idea. But let me ask you first. Your family, your royal family, did any of them wear a crown?”
She shook her head, looking exasperated.
“I do remember one. In paintings only because I never met any of my father’s family.” She glanced off to the side, narrowing her eyes slightly as she looked back in her memories. “It was my grandmother’s. Platinum with rose gold filigree. And diamonds, all these millions of tiny round diamonds. You’ve never seen anything so beautiful.”
Fuck yes, I had. There was no jewel on the planet that could compete with her beauty, but now wasn’t the time to fight about that. “What happened to it?”
