Total pages in book: 16
Estimated words: 14601 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 73(@200wpm)___ 58(@250wpm)___ 49(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 14601 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 73(@200wpm)___ 58(@250wpm)___ 49(@300wpm)
“Vlad.” Roman calls for me.
I step forward, ready to do my king’s bidding, but also to move closer to Tabitha. I’ll use any excuse to get next to her. She stands and follows as we exit the dining room so that Roman can have a moment alone with his bride.
If anything, he’s traditional. He won’t take Alena on a walk alone as they aren’t married yet. So they’ll need someone to go with them, although if Roman wants something, he’s going to get it.
“I will escort Princess Tabitha from a short distance,” I say, taking her hand in mine.
The feeling of life pulses in my hand as her fingers wrap around mine. There is heat and passion in her veins, and I crave her. I’m desperate to pull her to me and taste it.
I hear Roman talking to Princess Alena and walk slowly behind. I glance down at the beauty next to me, and suddenly my chest hurts. It’s a thought that didn’t occur to me earlier. Only that I wanted her and I intended to claim her.
Tabitha is of royal blood, and I’m not. She’s a princess who could very well be destined to marry a king. She could be out of my grasp. For a moment, the thought of her with someone else is overwhelming, and I want to murder every possible candidate. I push the dark thoughts out of my head because there is nothing I can do about it right now.
Glancing up, I see Roman nod at me, and I pause my steps. Tabitha comes to a stop beside me as my king takes his bride to the fountain. We are beyond a ring of tulip trees that are in full blossom. The deep purple in the moonlight makes Tabitha look like a goddess sent from heaven.
“Are you trying to get me alone?” she asks as she steps away from me and walks over to one of the trees.
The petals of the flowers are all around her, and the vision makes every inch of my body hungry.
“Sweet Tabby,” I say, walking over to her. “I don’t believe we’ve been property introduced.”
I push her up against the tree and wrap my arms around her. I press my hardness against her body and feel her soft curves welcoming me.
“I know who you are.” Her breath hitches as the steel length of my cock moves between her legs.
“I’m yours,” I say simply and tuck a strand of hair behind her ear. Then I lean in and put my lips against the shell of it. “And you’re mine.”
“Awfully full of yourself, aren’t you?” The breathy need in her voice betrays her forced confidence.
“I feel the tremble of your legs, princess. Care to let me ease that for you?” I run my hands down her full hips and grip her ass. “Perhaps I should take your mouth to see if you give as good as you get.”
“You wouldn’t dare.” Her challenge makes me laugh as I move my lips across her cheek.
“Shit!” I yelp, bending over. A shooting pain races up my leg, and I realize she kicked me. “Are you always so rough with your dessert?”
“So you’re the sweet one?” she asks as she smiles at me. “I’ll let you kiss me. But I want something in return.”
“Name it,” I say, straightening up.
“Is it that easy?” She looks confused, like I’d somehow trick her.
“Try me, Princess.”
“When King Roman marries my sister, I want to come with her. I want to live in the palace so that we can stay together.”
“It is done.”
“Vlad, I - ”
I lunge at her and connect my mouth to hers. I expect her to fight me or for her to push me away. But what I don’t expect is her hands to wrap around my neck and for her tongue to slip inside my mouth. I moan around it and then kiss her just as fiercely.
The fire that ignites between us is enough to set this forest ablaze. I reach down with both hands and grip her lush ass, lifting her off the ground. Her legs come around my waist and lock behind me. I push my hard cock against her and grind, desperately seeking some kind of relief.
“This kind of behavior is only turning me on, Princess. It’s the kind of thing that will get your pretty little ass spanked.” I kiss her again until she’s gasping for air. “I like feisty. Keep it up and I’ll take you over my knee.”
“Fuck,” she moans at the dirty talk, and my lips move down her neck to the spot between her breasts.
I want all of her. It’s consuming me, and I don’t know if I can stop. “Is that what you want? Because I’ll give you anything, Tabitha.”
My words have never been more true. If she asked me to lay down my life for her, I would do so. From the moment I saw her, she’s claimed my soul, and there’s no going back.