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“Oh! I think it’s…sexy.” I do think that. Like everything else in these rooms, the pointed crown is simple but elegant. Masculine. Looking closely, I see the glint of small, precious gems throughout it.

“It was my great-grandfather’s. He didn’t care for the over-the-top adornments of the time, so he commissioned this from a local blacksmith. His father had the jewels worked into it, having decided the crown needed something more regal for his coronation. Everyone who ascends the throne gets to choose their crown. If I have to have one at all, I always wanted that one.”

His choice of words gives me pause.

I turn to him.

“Why would you not want a crown? You earned it. You’ve worked for it your whole life. You deserve a bit of fanciness and beauty.”

Torben turns me to him and presses a sensuous kiss against my lips.

“I’ve got all the beauty I desire right here in front of me,” he says, eyeing me with so much heat that I feel damp in my panties.

“Torben,” I breathe, feeling gooseflesh run down my body.

“Yes,” he murmurs, painting soft, wet kisses up and down my throat.

“I want you to know…I would marry you with or without knowing you’re a prince. I would marry you no matter who your family is. Because the most important thing is, I see you. And you accept me exactly for who I am.”

His kisses intensify as they roam over my collarbone, down to my cleavage, his fingers toying with the buttons of my cardigan. I fist the front of his shirt and bite back a moan. “Who you are is perfect,” he replies. “…and smart…and sexy…and kind…and funny…and so delicious when you try…and fail…to contain your wantonness.”

His lips teasing the skin at the neckline of my dress makes me wet, and a little whine of need escapes me. “And…patient beyond all others…take your slut to bed now, Torben.”

He pauses his kissing to look at me with those blue-green eyes.

My future husband says nothing but quickly sweeps me off my feet in a drugging kiss, his arms cinched around my waist. My legs automatically circle his hips, my center already frantic with the need to grind on him.

He carries me to the bed as I cling to him, eagerly kissing, grunting, and tugging at clothes.

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My body shivers with need for Hailey. For my woman.

“Don’t trip, Favored Prince,” she warns with a breathless giggle as I march to the bed.

“Too far away; Must keep kissing you.”

More giggles. Hailey’s excited, trembling laughter in my arms makes me rock hard.

But I need to do this right. I need to last longer.

She wriggles under me as we kiss on the bed. “Aren’t you going to get me naked?”

I laugh, then cup her breast, stroking her nipple through the delicate fabric of her dress. “I rather like the idea of making up for lost time. I’ve never kissed anyone in my childhood bed before.”

Hailey flutters her lashes. “How do you like the concept so far?”

“It’s both sweet and dirty,” I say with a licking kiss, dragging my hand downward and hitching up the hem of her dress, caressing the inside of her thigh.

She moves her leg, encouraging my strokes to go higher. “Ooh, I like that combination.”

“I like you,” I say.

“I like you too. It feels good to be liked.”

“How could anyone not like you, Hailey? You’re an angel. You’re my angel.”

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