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. So& I have a question to askyou. She covered her mouth, forgetting all about the sheet.It fell to her lap, and his gaze dipped low.When he returned his attention northward, his stare held a heat in it that made her shiver withanticipation. Go on.Ask me. Princess Isabelle VanGuard the Third& will you please do me the honor of becoming my wife? Ivow to spend all my days supporting you, and all my nights making you scream out in pleasure.Ipromise not to be bossy too much, unless we re in bed and I promise to know when to shut up andwhen to stand up and take over.I will be your partner.Your lover.Your husband.Your royalconsort. He took a deep breath, and she blinked tears back. I don t know a damn thing about runninga country, but I know you can teach me.Just like I can teach you how to have fun.To run in the rain,and dance in the streets, and be free.Will you marry me& please? You asked me nicely, she said, grinning so wide it hurt her cheeks. So how could I possibly sayno? Yes, you silly man.Yes, I ll marry you! Fuck, yeah.Thank God. He clasped the back of her neck, his touch firm yet gentle, and kissed her.As his mouth melded tohers perfectly, she let out a little sigh and opened her lips.He seized control the second her mouthparted, sweeping his tongue inside to entwine with hers.She moaned and gripped his bare shoulders, the need he brought out in her wakening instantly. I missed you so much. Me, too, Belle.Me, too. He slid his hands down to her thighs, hauling her to the edge of themassage table they d brought into her room.He slipped inside her thighs, his chest brushing againsther core in a teasing touch.His fingers skimmed over her naked breasts, feather light. So damn much.I need to touch you.Taste you.Love you.Fuck you. She tossed her head back and closed her eyes, burying her hands in his hair.With a jerk of herwrist, she tugged hard enough to sting. Do it.Now.Don t torture me.Don t tease me.Just take me. First of all? You didn t ask me nicely. He squeezed her nipples between his fingers. Andsecond? I m not ready yet. She groaned and tried to tighten her thighs around him, but he held her in place with his body. God, you re so& so& ugh. Love you, too, Princess. He nipped her left shoulder, then dipped lower to her breast.Without warning, he flicked histongue over the distended bud, then sucked her in deep. Gordon, she cried out, clinging to his hair, and arched her back. Please. He released her with a smacking sound of his lips. Mm.So fucking delicious.I might have to tasteevery inch of you tonight, and more. Princesses don t beg. Yes, please, she said. Not good enough, he said, laughing.Then he closed his mouth over her other nipple, sucking hardand scraping his teeth over her. More. I said please, damn it, she said, punching his shoulder. Ugh. He moved lower, nipping the skin right above her hip, and slipped his fingers between her thighs.When he brushed against her aching core, she moaned and leaned back on the table, spreading herthighs wider.Begging without begging.And she knew before he was finished with her&She d be begging for mercy. Chapter EighteenGordon moved lower, nipping the skin of her thigh as he dipped his head down.After all that stressand worry, he couldn t believe he was here.With Belle in his arms again.This time, he wouldn t lether go.This time, she d be his forever.He d make sure of that.He d seen what his life would be likeif she wasn t his, and it had been bleak.Really fucking bleak.Yanking the sheet off, he spread her thighs wide and looked down at her.What a pretty picture shemade, all rosy lips and wet, glistening skin.He ran a finger over her slit, playing with her as hewatched her writhe beneath him.She moaned and dug her nails into his shoulders. Gordon. Hm? He thrust a finger inside of her, rubbing up against her G-spot, and then withdrew. Did youneed something, Princess? She rocked her hips against his mouth. You.Please. He watched her through his lowered lids, loving the way she begged for his touch with everywrithe, thrash, and whimper she made. You need your punishment first
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