Page 118 of Corrupt Princess


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Sitting back on his haunches, he lifts one of my feet onto his thigh, dropping the sponge to the floor before leaning forward and pressing a kiss to the inside of my knee.

My core clenches at the sight of his lips on my skin.

But that reaction is nothing compared to when he looks up at me.

His hair hangs over his brow, and water droplets fall from the tips, running down his face as his dark eyes stare up into mine.

“I’m yours, Brianna. And I’ll spend as long as it takes on my knees worshipping you until you understand how serious I am.”

I suck in a shuddering breath as I finally lower the walls that have enclosed my heart since I was a child.

It’s a risk. A huge fucking risk, one I have every confidence I’m going to regret. But I’m powerless but to let it happen.

My tongue sneaks out, licking up the shower water that’s lingering on them as I fight to find some words in response.

Unable to dig up anything near as life-changing as he has in the past few minutes, I fall back on something I pray is going to work.

“So prove it. Make me yours.”

His eyes flash with heat before his palm presses against my inner thigh, spreading me wide for him and leaving me barely balancing on one leg as he dives for me.

“Oh shit,” I scream as he licks up the length of my pussy before focusing on my clit.

My fingers find their home in his hair, dragging him closer, demanding more of his talented tongue.

“Mine, Brianna. You’re mine,” he growls against me, the vibrations of his deep voice hitting me exactly where he wants them too.

“Yes,” I cry, my back arching, my eyes begging to be closed so I can purely focus on the pleasure saturating my body.

But I fight them, because I want to see him.

I want to see him on his knees for me, confessing his true feelings, forgetting about all the bullshit and alpha bravado, and just being honest.

And, fuck, there’s something about watching that playboy persona shatter right before my eyes. It’s not something I’m willing to miss.

“Nico,” I scream as his other hand slides up my trembling leg before he tucks two thick fingers inside me.

He increases the pressure on my clit as his fingers find my G-spot, and I almost instantly shatter for him.

My leg gives out, but even as he works me through my release, he somehow manages not to let me fall on my arse—something I really need to remember to thank him for later.

No sooner has my release subsided than my feet are placed back on the tiles beneath me and he’s pushing to his full height again.

He looms over me, standing a full head taller than me.

“Fuck, you’re so beautiful,” he murmurs before his lips find mine.

My own taste explodes on my tongue as he kisses me like he did that very first time. It’s full of promises, of hope, of filthy debauchery. Only this time, it’s not just for one night but—dare I say it?—forever.

“You fucking ruin me, Siren. You bring me to my knees and make me want to be a better man. A worthy man.”

“Nico,” I groan as he wraps my leg around his waist, teasing me with what I need most right now.

The head of his cock circles my swollen clit, sending aftershocks from my orgasm shooting around my body and causing my pussy to contract, desperate to feel him stretching me open once more.

“Please, Nico. I need—”

“Told myself I wouldn’t fuck you again until you forgave me. Until you believed me,” he confesses.

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