Total pages in book: 32
Estimated words: 29423 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 147(@200wpm)___ 118(@250wpm)___ 98(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 29423 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 147(@200wpm)___ 118(@250wpm)___ 98(@300wpm)
“So wet. Tight. Fuck! I missed my sweet pussy, princesse. Oh, fuck! Just like that, baby! Yes!”
“Tristan,” Dani groaned. “I’m gonna come! Oh…Oh…Yessss!”
“Not yet,” I growled.
“But—”
“You come when I fucking tell you, Dani.”
I slapped her ass hard enough to leave a handprint and bit one of her nipples. She opened her mouth, but her scream of ecstasy was silent, and her body shook almost violently as she tried to hold off her climax.
My spine tingled as my balls drew up, warning me that I was about to blow my load. “Now,” I growled. I covered Dani’s mouth to muffle her screams again as her fingers dug into my knees while she shook with the force of her climax.
Her walls gripped me like a vise, rippling around my shaft and pushing me over the edge with her.
“Oh fuck! Dani!” I roared.
9
TRISTAN
“Your highness?”
Michel’s voice floated through the closed doors, and his knock made Dani jump. Since she was still sitting on my dick, I moaned at the sensation and hardened all over again.
“Céline just texted. You have ten minutes before the processional starts.”
“Shit!” I muttered as I sat up straight, remembering where the hell I was, and why.
“Holy cow!” Dani squeaked as she scrambled off my lap. “You have…and we just…holy cow!”
I could help chuckling at how damn adorable she was rambling and hunting around for her dress.
“Relax, princesse. Nobody will know what we’ve been up to.” I grinned at the accidental pun, but she didn’t appear amused.
“Relax? You just made me scream your name in a freaking church! I mean, I didn’t do it out loud, but still! We are going to hell. And Michel and Loni definitely knew what we were doing! You weren’t even trying to be quiet! Holy crap…burning in hell.”
I rose to my feet and tucked myself back in, then adjusted the sash I was wearing to cover my reaction to my woman running around naked. She found her bra and put it on, but I spied her dress under the table, so I bent over and picked it up. “Looking for this?”
Dani huffed and stomped over, making a grab for it, but I pulled it from her reach.
“A kiss first.”
She let out a cute little growl, and I raised an eyebrow. “Or you can hang out here. I don’t hate the idea of you naked and waiting for me.”
“Hell, Tristan. We are going to hell. Now give me my dress!”
I waited until she finally gave in and kissed me swiftly, then let her snatch her dress from my fingers and put it on.
“How do I look?” she asked as she ran her hands through her hair and straightened her already perfectly straight dress.
“Freshly fucked and sexy as hell.” I grinned when she gasped and ran to a window to try to see her reflection. “Princesse, you look gorgeous, now let’s go before my sister becomes queen and sentences me to be drawn and quartered for missing it.”
I held out my hand, and she placed hers on top so I could lace our fingers together.
“Where should I wait for you?” she asked softly as I led her from the room.
Michel smirked, and Dani blushed from the roots of her hair to the tips of her toes. I glared at him, and he swiftly dropped the smile.
“You’ll sit with the rest of my family, princesse,” I informed her as we hurried through the halls.
“What? I can’t—”
“This isn't up for debate, Dani,” I scolded firmly. “You are my fiancée. You are my family. You will sit in the spot that those titles deserve.”
She was quiet, which I took as a sign that she was gearing up for a big argument that we didn’t have time for. But when I glanced down at her, she had a dreamy expression and a sweet smile on her face.
“I love you, princesse.”
Dani met my gaze and beamed at me. “I love you, too.”
When we reached the side entrance to the chapel, I asked Michel to show Dani where to sit, then gave her a quick kiss before ascending the dais to take my place by my brother.
I had no doubt the media had caught the kiss, but I didn’t have a single fuck to give. Let them have their feeding frenzy, then move on to the next royal scandal.
Throughout the ceremony, my focus kept shifting to my woman, and I wondered if she wanted a big wedding. My parents had been married here, in the country’s oldest and biggest cathedral. I would give Dani whatever she wanted, except waiting to marry her. We could have a wedding later, but I was going to give her my last name as soon as we got back to New York.
When the ceremony was over, I hugged my sister and congratulated her. Then I went to retrieve Dani.