Total pages in book: 29
Estimated words: 27560 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 138(@200wpm)___ 110(@250wpm)___ 92(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 27560 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 138(@200wpm)___ 110(@250wpm)___ 92(@300wpm)
I raise my hand to ease the wrinkles on his forehead. I don’t know why I like it so much when he scowls, but I do. It makes him look extra grumpy.
“What’s wrong?” I ask, deciding that it must be me. Maybe he didn’t like what we did, but that can’t be right. Not if that bulge between his legs is any indication. I think maybe eating my pussy turned him on as much as it turned me on.
“I’m no prince,” he says in a rush. Like he’s forcing the words out from a throat that’s too tight. “Do you still want this?”
I smile at him, my heart overflowing with love. It’s too soon to tell him. We’ve barely known each other for two days. Still, I know in my heart that Rafael is my prince. He’s my soulmate. But I think that something in his past must have convinced him he’s not enough. It hurts my heart to think of a little boy sent back to an orphanage after he thought he’d found his forever family.
“It wouldn’t matter to me if you were a beggar on the streets. I’d still want this.” I don’t want there to be any doubt in his mind. I let my hand drift to his belt and give it a tug.
He lets me help him out of his clothes then we’re naked in the tent together. Neither of us moves for a moment. We stare at each other’s bodies. His is all hard lines and sharp angles while mine is soft curves and rounded edges. Yet somehow, we’ll fit together.
He pumps his shaft and stares down at me with so much longing written on his face. “I’ll go slow. If it’s too much, tell me. I’ll find a way—fuck, I’ll find a way to stop.”
“Get inside me,” I pant, spreading my legs even more for him.
I’ve never wanted anyone this way. Sure, I’ve read romance books, and I’ve watched rom-coms, but I never understood the desperate need. The primal urge to have someone until Rafael with his scowling looks and his big body and the way he makes me feel so protected and safe. Even now with the rain dripping down on the tent, all I can think about is how he didn’t know a thing about camping, but he still wanted to make sure I had a good time.
Rafael rolls over me. Instead of immediately pushing into me, he grinds our bodies together. His cock nudges at my swollen folds while he kisses my neck. He sucks and nibbles until more moisture is dripping from me and I’m pleading with him to push inside of me.
He lines up our bodies and shoves his broad head inside. The stretch burns at first but slowly eases.
When he reaches for my clit, he circles it gently with his thumb. He’s saying things to me. But I’m not sure what he’s saying because I’m already lost in a haze of pleasure having been primed from the previous two orgasms.
The glassy look in Rafe’s eyes tells me that he’s as far gone as I am.
When he pushes through my virgin barrier, there’s a moment of pain but he instantly stills himself and presses little kisses to my forehead. He’s murmuring something again, calling me his good girl. He’s reassuring me that it will feel good in a minute, that he’ll always be the man to satisfy me and take care of my urges.
When the pain recedes, I open my eyes and let out a breath, sinking into the moment with him.
He’s been holding himself so still. There’s sweat on his forehead making his hair stick to his face. When I give him a nod, his control snaps. He pulls all the way out only to thrust quickly inside again.
He feels so good. For the first time in a long time, I feel happy, complete, and safe because I’m right here with him. With Rafael who will protect me from the world. Rafael who wants to give me everything he can. Rafael who makes my heart pound and my mouth go dry.
“Come for me,” he murmurs softly when I clench around him. The orgasm barrels down on me, and I rake my nails along his back. It makes him move faster, makes every thrust deeper.
I come in a blinding rush of white-hot light, a flame consuming my body. As I float back down, I feel his release start too. His come is shooting deep into my body. It’s then I realize Rafe isn’t just the man I want ruling beside me on the throne. He’s the man I want to be my husband and the father of my children.
“Are you alright?” He asks, his voice tinged with a note of panic.
I blink and realize he’s watery. I sniff and manage weakly, “I’m great.”