I swallow down my rage. It burns like hell but I keep it down.
As much as I want to, I can’t hurt him right now. Not when the coward’s almost certainly got a horde of guards in here somewhere, and I still need to deal with Ruby.
Thankfully Orion scurries off before I can no longer resist the urge to bury my fist in his face. But I curse internally when I notice his table is set up right by the main door. We’ll either have to wait him out or find another way to slip out of here unnoticed.
Growling, I barge inside the private room. It’s small with dark walls, and it takes a few moments for my eyes to adjust to the dim lighting. But when they do, it’s not the huge bed that first catches my attention. Nor is it the glittering crystals that decorate the ceiling. Instead, my eyes – and my cock – fix on the ethereal Princess Amaryllis as she sways in the centre of the room.
Completely naked.
Cursing, I slide the door lock into place.
“What are you doing?” I hiss. “Where’s your dress? Your clothes, Ruby? Where are your clothes?”
“My angel has come to rescue me!” she sings, lifting her arms and spinning.
I rush forward to catch her before she stumbles, trying my hardest to ignore the soft curve of her breasts, the slight dips of her waist. Fuck. Every inch of her bare body is as perfect as I remembered – even when she’s just a giggling mess in my arms.
“You saved me.” She grins. Her gaze drops to my mouth as she wets her lips.
Those damn lips.
“Ruby, you need to put your clothes back on now,” I rasp, voice darkening.For both our sakes.
The princess just pokes out her tongue. “Make me.”
Her defiance makes my cock throb.No. I will not take her like this. Not when she’s too blissed-up to even know who’s holding her.
Closing my eyes, I cup her cheeks and press a gentle kiss against her forehead.
“Kiss me properly,” she pleads, trying to nuzzle her lips towards mine, but I hold her head steady. “Please… please, kiss me.” Her hands fly to my shirt, pulling it out of my breeches as her fingers trail along my bare chest.
I shudder. “Stop that.”
“I know you want me.” Her hand drifts lower, inches from my cock. “I want you too, Kasimir.”
I drop my hands to her wrists. “Do not say that name.” I force her hands away. “You don’t understand what it does to me when I hear you say my name. How badly it makes me want you.”
She blinks at me, her violet eyes glowing with bliss.
“Believe me, I want nothing more than to kiss you right now,” I say in a low voice. “When I first saw you in that gown today, I could hardly breathe. And now you’re like this, all naked and wanting, I’d give anything to throw you against that bed and show you just how it feels to be taken by someone as fuckedup as me. But you’re notyouright now, Amaryllis,” I breathe. “You’re just… confused. You don’t want this. You don’t want me.”
Her lower lip trembles, and tears pool in her eyes. “But it hurts.”
My breath catches. “What hurts?” I search her shivering body for any injuries I might’ve missed. “Did someone hurt you? Tell me, sweetheart. Was it Andrick?”
“No.” She exhales. “It’s here.” My grip on her wrists loosens as one of her hands slips between her legs.
I swallow down a groan. Just the sight of her fingers on her glistening folds makes my cock throb.
“I feel so hot and it burns, but—” She gasps as she strokes herself, pressing her other hand against my chest. “But I can’t make it stop. I need… please, I need help, Kasimir.”
Something inside me darkens. I shouldn’t help her like this, shouldn’t be standing here letting her torture herself while I stare, my mouth watering like a fucking predator. It’s just the drug making her feel this way. The pain, no matter how much she cries, isn’t real, and I need to just focus on taking her home. But Orion is probably still outside and it could be hours before he leaves.
I wince as another pained moan falls from her lips.
Damn it.
“Forgive me, Princess,” I say gruffly.
