“You. You are what I desire.” I sigh, running my hands over his hair. “But how will this work? If I’m to mar—”
Vander rises to his feet, towering over me. “You are mine. The minute you shuddered under my tongue, gasping my name while I tasted your innocence. I will never let you go.” His voice is fierce. “I will beg your brother. If he wants a Renault connection, he will still get it.”
“But your brother…”
“My brother can be bought. My father can be convinced.” He captures my mouth in a sweet kiss. “Now, here is not the place for worries. Here is only for pleasure.” He frames my face in his hands, tilting it up. “My only question for you is whether you want to stay or wait until our wedding night.”
My heart stutters. “Our wedding night?”
“That’s right, my love. I’ll fight for you if I have to.”
“I want to stay. I followed my heart here, and I want to give it to you freely. I want to give myself to you freely, as if we are two ordinary people.”
“I’m afraid there’s nothing ordinary about us.” He tosses the book aside. “We can come back here anytime, and I can introduce you to all the extraordinary activities you can handle.” He frowns. “Except sharing. I won’t share you.”
I giggle at the possessive note in his voice. “I won’t share you either.”
“Good.” Vander strokes my breasts, lingering with light, teasing touches on my nipples. My knees buckle and he catches me against him, bringing me to the bed, where he lays me down on the soft cover, running his hands up my thighs, kneading my ass cheeks, spanking them lightly and humming in approval. “Look at that pretty jiggle. So fucking sexy.” He bends over me. “And it’s all for me, isn’t it princess?” I find myself wincing slightly at the mention of my title coming from his lips. I much prefer the intimacy of ‘Addy’ but my train of thought derails just as quickly when he presses himself against me.
All I can do is nod. He gathers my hair in one fist, pulling gently to lift my head. “Tell me it’s all for me, princess. That I have all of you. Your sweet kisses, your screams of pleasure, your virginity. It’s all mine, isn’t it?”
I moan at his words, my back arched enough that the tips of my breasts are grazing the cool cotton, heightening their sensitivity. Moisture pools between my legs. “It’s all yours, Vander.” I twist slightly, to lock eyes with him. “Take it.”
He growls and flips me over, my head spinning as he covers me with his body. My legs are splayed around his hips, and he leans over, capturing one of my nipples with his mouth. He laves the tight peak with his tongue before his teeth nip at the flesh, and I raise my shoulders, wanting more of that delicious sensation.
“So sensitive,” he murmurs, switching to my other breast until I’m squirming and panting beneath him, my hips arching and my pussy aching with need. He shifts, moving one of his hands between us and dips down, gliding his knuckle along my slit.
“That’s so good,” I barely manage to whisper, digging my nails into his back as he gently runs his fingers through my wetness.
“It’s going to be even better.” He takes my mouth in a deep kiss, his tongue caressing mine and suddenly I feel the thick head of him prodding at my entrance. My hips pump restlessly, but he continues to hold himself away, just the tip breaching me before sliding up to circle my clit, sending shockwaves through my body. He notches his cock once again and brushes his thumb over the bundle of nerves begging for his touch. He slowly circles, never lowering his hips to mine, watching me closely with a look of intense concentration on his handsome face. Just as my orgasm breaks over me, he thrusts inside and I gasp at the invasion, but somehow, despite the burn there’s an edge of pleasure to the pain. He groans, driving in a little bit more. “Are you okay, my love?”
His endearment warms me like sunshine. “Don’t stop,” I beg, as he pulls out an inch, before pumping back, triggering little pulses of pleasure deep in my belly.
“Fuck you feel so good. Milking my cock like you were made for me.” He grabs my hand, pushing it down between my legs. “Rub your sweet cunt, Addy. I want to feel you gripping me again.”
Tentatively, I circle my clit, sending sparks across my vision. Vander increases his pace, slamming himself into me while my body rocks under his. I can’t believe this is happening again as waves of pleasure crest and break and a keening sound leaves my throat. This time, the ripples are harder and Vander grunts as he looks down at me.
“Mine, princess. You are mine.”
His words are fierce and his gaze locks on mine as he moves faster and faster until he tilts his hips, letting loose a groan as I feel him explode inside me. He collapses on me, burying his damp face against my neck while he drops small, gentle kisses against the side of my throat.
“I should have gone slower,” he says. “You’re going to be sore.”
“It felt so good.” My eyes feel heavy as he rolls to the side, tucking me in next to him.
“You felt amazing. I’m never going to be able to quit this beautiful body.”
I sigh, bliss stealing through me. “Good thing you won’t have to.”
“You’re right. As soon as we get back to the hotel, I’m speaking with your brother.”
My pulse kicks over. “What if he says no?”
Vander smooths my hair, pressing a kiss to my forehead. “Then I storm the tower and rescue my princess. I know we just met, but I know it’s real, Addy. Your brother can’t say no to a real-life fairytale – not when he’s getting what he wants in the end.”
I close my eyes and cuddle in closer, the beat of his heart under my cheek lulling me to sleep. This is forever.
