“When you put it that way.”
“When I put it any way. You have no idea how passion just oozes from your every pore, Princess. At dinner the other night, I almost came just watching you eat.”
“Really?”
“Really. I don’t know what that asshole you used to date said to you, but you are a beautiful, vibrant woman.” He slid down on the bed and took her in his arms. “And tonight, you’re mine.”
He pulled her against his fully-clothed body and kissed her with urgency. One of hands slid to her thigh and pulled it over his hip, bringing her against his substantial erection. “Do you want to stop?” he asked in a raspy whisper.
She was tired of denying what she wanted, what she needed. She needed Finn. “No. No, don’t stop. Oh, be with me, Finn,” she said as she brought his lips back to hers.
He groaned and pulled her tighter against him for several long moments before shifting over her and then pulling back. “I seem to recall something about undressing you,” he said with a half-smile.
“Only if I can undress you, too,” she said, wanting desperately to feel his skin against hers.
“Not this time, Princess,” he said. He stood on his knees, which were on either side of her hips. “This time you can just watch me. No touching.”
He unraveled his tie and slid the silk over her flushed breasts and peaked nipples, waiting until she squirmed from the sensations before tossing it aside. He undid his cufflinks, tossing them deftly on the night stand, before slowly undoing each button of his shirt. Arianna bit her lip to keep from crying out, and her body shifted impatiently underneath him. His eyes never left hers.
He took off his jacket and shirt and tossed them aside, revealing a delicious chest covered with rich, dark hair that ended at his collarbone. This was a man toned from working outdoors, virile, kind, and strong. When he undid his belt and slid it away, she gripped the bedcovers to keep from reaching for him, and willed her body to stop squirming.
He unzipped his pants, but didn’t take them off, choosing instead to put his hands to better use.
“Don’t touch me, not yet,” he whispered in a low voice and she moaned in dismay and arousal. “Don’t worry, Princess. I won’t make you wait much longer.”
His hands fell to her breasts and she arched her back the moment he touched them. Hands and lips, teeth and tongue, all tortured her nipples before he kissed down her body. He nuzzled her panties, taking a deep breath, before his tongue licked her through the lace.
Her hips jumped off the bed, and his hands went to her hips to hold her still. He found her nub and nibbled, causing her muscles to contract inside her in anticipation. When her panties became drenched, he slowly slid them off and tossed them aside, too. He slid two fingers inside and teased her even more, widening her tight channel. He continued to tease and torment her until her orgasm washed over her, hot and fast.
When her body stopped trembling, she noticed his fingers were still inside her and she was still partially dressed. “My stockings?” she said in a husky voice.
“Those are staying on, baby, at least the first time.”
First time? Holy hell, she wouldn’t make it through the night. When Finn laughed, she realized she’d said that out loud.
“Trust me, Princess, I would never do anything to hurt you. You’re safe with me.”
She locked eyes with him and felt the truth in his words. She nodded.
He slid his fingers out and gave them a long lick before he stepped off the bed. He kicked off his shoes and socks, and his pants and skin-tight boxers followed soon after. Arianna groaned at the site of his thick, hard cock standing proudly against him.
“Like what you see?” he asked as he stepped onto the bed once more.
“Yes,” she said as she spread her legs even wider to accommodate him. He positioned himself over her, keeping most of his body away from her by propping himself up on his hands, his arms rigidly straight.
He pressed his cock against her, coating it with her ample wetness. “Fuck,” he said but didn’t pull away.
“What?”
“Condom. I don’t have one.”
“I’m on the pill.”
He paused against her. “Are you sure? I’m clean. No matter what you may have heard, I haven’t been with anyone for over a year.”
Her eyebrows shot up. “Oh. Well, yes, then I’m sure.”
“Fuck,” he said again and dropped his head down.
“What?”
“I don’t have any control where you’re concerned. I don’t know if I can hold back with you.”
Letting go of her fierce grip on the bed, she lifted her hands to cup his face. His eyes, now a deep, dark green, stared back at her. “Then don’t.”
“It’s been a long time for you,” he said, his voice strained. “I don’t want to hurt you.”
She writhed underneath him. “Please, Finn. Please don’t hold back for me.” Her hands trailed down his back to his ass and pushed him forward, forcing him to enter her in one hard thrust. She cried out and arched her back, the feeling of him inside her full and glorious.
“You okay, baby?” She nodded. “Open your eyes, Princess. Look at me.”
Her eyes blinked open and stared straight into his. For several long moments they simply stared at each other. Her body began to stretch and accommodate his, but he didn’t move. She simply stared into the darkening green depths of his eyes, breathing heavily, while he did the same with her. She didn’t even like looking into her own eyes in the mirror, but she felt as though she could stare into his for hours.
Her body heated while they remained still, his cock throbbing inside her, their eyes linked in a way she’d never thought possible. It was almost unbearably erotic, and one of the most intimate moments of her life. It felt even more intimate than the physical bond they currently shared.
“Arianna,” he said eventually and took her mouth in a demanding kiss. His cock refused to be ignored any longer, and he pulled out and thrust inside her again. Their lips broke apart when he groaned.
“Yes. God, yes. Please don’t stop,” she said as her hands gripped his ass, encouraging him to continue.
“Hold on, Princess,” he said and thrust again and again. It was just his cock filling her over and over again, and the power of their heat and passion made it hard for her to breath. Had she convinced herself she didn’t need this? Didn’t want this? Didn’t want him?
“Now,” he said, almost begging. “Now.”
Her vision splintered into a thousand pieces as her orgasm washed over her, hotter and fiercer than ever before. She heard him call out her name, just as she cried out his, and felt him filling her as his own orgasm burst free. She collapsed onto the bed, her stockings feeling unbearably hot, and she wanted to rip them from her body. As soon as she got any energy back, she would.
Finn’s hot, sweaty body fell on top of her while his breathing evened. A few moments later, he kissed her neck, then cheeks, and ended by giving her a long, deep kiss. She could already feel him hardening inside her again.
He gently pulled out of her, her body aching at the rough reintroduction to sex she’d just had, which she’d loved every minute of. He slid off the bed and walked to the bathroom, returning a minute later with a wet washcloth that he’d also used on himself, if his glistening cock was any indication.
“You don’t have to,” she said as he walked over to the bed and slid in beside her.
“Yes, I do,” he murmured and gave her a sweet kiss. She gasped when the warm cloth touched her body, but he didn’t stop kissing her while the towel caressed, cleaned, and soothed below. She sighed when pulled back and threw the towel on the floor.
When she moved to sit up, he stopped her. “Where are you going?”
“I was just going to take off my stockings,” she said as she kicked her heels off, which landed with a soft thud on the carpet below.
“I’ll do that. Just relax,” he said and kissed her forehead.
When she was finally naked, he shifted to lay down beside her, and pulled her into his arms.
“How are you, Arianna?”
“I’m good. Wonderful, really.”
“Sore?”
“A little.”
“I shouldn’t have been so rough. It’ll be even worse tomorrow.”
“Nothing a hot bath won’t cure.”
“Do you want me to make you one?”
“No,” she said, tightening her grip on him. “I’ll have one in the morning. Right now, I just want to lie here with you.”
He kissed the top of her head. “Happy to oblige your every need, Princess.”
A few words from his lips and her body seemed ready for round two. “Finn?”
“Hmmm?”
“How are you doing?”
He chuckled, the sound reverberating through his chest and against Arianna, who was currently nestled against it. “Oh, I’m just wonderful, too.”
“Really?”
“Really.”
“May I ask you something?”
“Anything you like.”
“You said you hadn’t been with anyone for over a year.”
“That’s not a question.”
“Well, why?”
Finn sighed. “I told you that tales of my exploits were exaggerated and it’s true. I’ve been with women over the course of my life. I treated them with respect while we were together, but never promised them any more than I could give.”
“Why?”
“Why what?”
“Why haven’t you gotten married or have a girlfriend or anything?”
“I never met anyone I wanted to be with long-term until recently.”
She tensed. “Recently?”
He kissed her head again, and rubbed a soothing hand down her back. “I meant you, baby.”
“Oh.”
“But don’t worry about that. I’m not anybody to fuss over.”
“Why do you say that?”
“You deserve better than me. I know that.”
She shifted to look into his eyes. His face was determined to remain passive, but those emerald green eyes of his betrayed him. “Why don’t you think you deserve me, or anyone for that matter?”
He shrugged. “I don’t have much to offer, even with a ‘Prince’ title attached. I want a simple life with my people. Most women want more than that.”
“What do you mean by a simple life?”
“Ideally, I’d just love to be one of the district mayors. Personally, I’d love to oversee the Brazenbourg Lake district, and grow something useful in some rich Brazenbourg soil. I’ve never aspired to anything else.”
“Do you love farming? Is that why?”
Finn shook his head. “I’ll tell you the truth. I do love the land and outdoors, but I honestly think it’s the only profession my brother would let me get away with.”
Henry, the man she may marry. Although, after Finn, she didn’t think of it as a real possibility. “Why doesn’t he want your help running the country? There are nearly a dozen of us doing various royal duties in Valleria and we can barely keep up.”
“Henry’s different,” Finn said simply, and Arianna had to agree; she had never seen two brothers more night and day than Finn and Henry. She sighed.
“What’s wrong, Arianna? Do you regret what we did?”
“No, of course not,” she said as she brushed her knuckles against his cheek.
He took her hand and brought it to his lips for a kiss. “Then what are you thinking about?”
“Reality.”
He nodded. “Well, we’ve still got the rest of tonight, don’t we?”
“Yes, we do,” she said as she nestled against him once more, and heard the steady beat of his heart underneath her ear.
“Are you tired?”
“A little bit, but not that tired.”
She could tell he was smiling without even looking at him. He dropped a kiss to the top of her head and held her tighter against him. “Get some sleep, Princess. You’re too sore for anything else.”
“Do you promise not to leave without saying good-bye?”
“I promise, Arianna,” he said softly and tugged the covers over them.
Soft and warm against him, she fell into an easy sleep.
Chapter 10
Finn woke up first. Truthfully, he had barely slept. He’d spent hours just watching her sleep, her slow, even breathing eventually lulling him into dreams. Sometimes those dreams were filled with Arianna and he woke suddenly, hard and wanting, only to find her cuddled next to him and blissfully unaware. She was apparently a very sound sleeper. For some reason, he liked knowing that about her.
It was still fairly dark outside, though he could see that light was beginning to break through. He would need to leave soon.
He didn’t want to leave her.
He’d never become this close with a woman before. Physically, yes, but emotionally, no. He’d told her things he’d never told anyone else, and he’d never really enjoyed cuddling before. With Arianna, he never wanted to stop.
He rubbed her back idly, while his other hand brushed back some hair that had fallen over her face. When she nuzzled against his chest, he paused, but then she sighed into sleep again.
He wondered how sore she was. He shouldn’t have taken her so hard last night. He’d never lost control like that before. He’d felt like a rutting animal as his need to claim her had consumed him. She deserved to be treated like a, well, like a princess.
Finn shifted on the bed, positioning her against the pillows underneath them, her hair fanned out beneath her soft, delectable body. She deserved a little soothing.
Finn slid quietly from the bed and into the bathroom, where he arranged a blisteringly hot bath. By the time he woke her up, it would be a little cooler and the perfect temperature for her.
Naked and aroused, he willed his cock to tamp down the orgasm brewing inside him, just at the thought of her naked and wet. He walked back to the bed and slid in again, dropping a soft kiss to her lips, like a prince in a fairy tale.
She sighed but didn’t wake, so he continued dropping kisses down her throat and between her breasts. He dropped a particularly wet kiss to each of her nipples and her torso shifted slightly. He smiled; she was still asleep. He would just have to work harder.
Finn slid down the bed until he met the juncture of her thighs. A few well-placed licks later, he finally sensed her waking up. With a moan, her eyes blinked open.
“Finn,” she said as her hands delved into his hair. The bite of pain from her fierce grip only spurred him faster.
“Please, Finn. Please don’t stop. Please.” Her body bowed on the bed while she pleaded with him.
When her body began to shift against his mouth more urgently, his thumb began to toy with her clit. It was only a few moments later when she cried out his name and gushed in orgasm.
He continued to suck and lick her until her body collapsed against the bed and her grip on his hair loosened. Then, he crawled up the bed and hovered over her so they were face-to-face.
“Morning, Princess,” he said and gave her a long, sweet kiss.
“Morning,” she said in a husky voice when he pulled back and situated himself on the bed beside her.
“How are you feeling?”
She turned towards him and her fingers began to play with the hair on his chest. “I’m feeling surprisingly relaxed at the moment.”
He chuckled. “I meant are you feeling sore? Did I hurt you last night?”
“No,” she said as her hand cupped his cheek. “I mean, I am a little sore but you didn’t hurt me. I loved it.”
“You’re surprised by that, aren’t you?”
She nodded. “I never th
ought I would. I mean, I know I’m not very experienced or anything but I didn’t know it could feel like this.”
“Baby, you don’t need experience,” he said as he brought her palm to his lips for a kiss, then linked it with his against his chest. “You’ve got more passion in one little finger than most people do in their whole body.”
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