Total pages in book: 86
Estimated words: 84072 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 420(@200wpm)___ 336(@250wpm)___ 280(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 84072 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 420(@200wpm)___ 336(@250wpm)___ 280(@300wpm)
“It’s beautiful.”
I couldn’t help but walk toward the window opening and look out. There was a small terrace on the outside that led down to a path near the bathing pools and a place to eat that smelled delicious.
“Food later.” Benjamin hugged me from behind, whispering against my neck. “Us now.”
“Now, now?” My cheeks burned.
“Oh yeah, now, now.” He flipped me around and pressed me against the railing, his lips were unforgiving in their search for mine, and I was unable to stop my response. After years and years, we were here… we were together.
It was too good to be true.
But I embraced it with everything I had because the future would always be uncertain with a match between our courts, a match that never should have happened to begin with but because of two stupid people in love.
Did.
I couldn’t stop the tears sliding down my cheeks as we kissed, they too, felt like magic, and his lips caught every single one. Suddenly my cape was tossed aside, and then he seemed to get too anxious.
One minute we were standing there, the next, he was naked, hovering over me, and I was completely naked beneath him on the bed.
His smirk was typical Benjamin, and it gave me so much relief because the Benjamins I knew were one, and yet, totally different. I would have missed the grumpy old Benjamin.
I reached up and twisted his nipple.
“What the hell, Luna!” He laughed. “That hurt!”
“Just checking.” I shrugged. “To make sure you were real.”
“Should I check too by slapping you on the ass to remind you who you belong to? Who you are?
I shook my head. “No. I know. I know who I am.”
“A princess?” He smirked.
“That too.” I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him down, so we were face to face. “Silly prince—I’m yours.”
“Always.” His voice cracked. He reached above my head and grabbed something. I heard a snapping sound. He held a small rose in his hand; it was reddish-purple and beautiful. He broke apart the petals slowly and then dropped them all over my body in worship.
“Now.” He nodded. “Now they will surely know who you belong with. My flower will follow you forever, and so will I.”
The roses sank through my skin, giving off a hypnotic smell, and disappeared.
He linked hands with me. “Only in the moonlight will anyone be able to see them dancing with joy beneath your skin, Luna Damanta.”
Daughter of the moon.
I lifted a finger to his mouth and pressed down on his lower lip, causing it to slightly freeze before life came back to it. “And now everyone will know this mouth is mine and the heart that belongs to it.”
“And every woman within the entire Kingdom.” He laughed.
I knew how to get him to stop laughing. I rolled my hips beneath him and flipped him easily onto his back. “Kiss me now with that mouth I own.”
“Serve me now with that body I own.”
I laughed. “Touche.”
“Love me, now, with that heart I love.”
“Love me too.”
“Oh, I plan to.”
He attacked with precision, jolting up and grabbing me by the shoulders, our mouths meeting in a frenzy of hot and cold lips, Spring and Winter. His tongue invaded, and he tasted so sweet; he massaged my mouth softly and then deepened the kiss to the point that I could only breathe his air. My hands gripped him while he grabbed me by the hips and tugged me onto his lap, sinking me onto him.
I cried out against his mouth as he fluidly moved beneath me, holding me in place. Our mouths broke apart briefly. I sucked in a sharp breath and bit against his neck, then returned my mouth to his. My emotions were all over the place. The scents of the room, the feel of him deep inside of me, the eagerness of the moment, the importance, the secrets, past, present, future. All were present in that moment.
I leaned back, allowing him to kiss down my chest. Then gripped him by his braids and pulled myself back against him. Our mouths joined as he gripped my ass and pumped into me, keeping me from moving. The sensation was too deep, too emotional; I felt him inside of me, all around me. I panted against his mouth.
“I’m so glad you chose me, Luna.”
Those words are what sent me; what had my release so intense wasn’t just the sex—it was the promise, it was the love, everything about us and our journey.
“Fuck!” His hips thrust one last time, and all we had left between us was naked, sweaty skin and a lot of satisfaction.
I laid my head against his shoulder. “How long do we get this room?”
He frowned down at me. “Luna, it’s ours. I’m heir to The Spring Throne; we’ll always have a room at the castle.”