Page 32 of A Wise Prince

He chuckles. “I’ve had some practice.”

I reach up and place a hand over his mouth. “Don’t want to know.”

He licks my hand, and I pull it back, glaring up at him.

“You really can be an ass, you know that?”

If I didn’t know better, I would say a sad look crosses his face, but it quickly morphs into a smirk. “You weren’t complaining earlier,” he says, his voice laced with confidence.

He presses a kiss to my forehead in what feels like a very intimate gesture. And that’s the last thing I remember before falling asleep.

CHAPTERTWELVE

August

Fallingasleep with Kate in my arms isn’t something I expect to be able to do, but the vanilla scent of her shampoo fills my nostrils and reminds of happier days in my youth. I’m asleep in a matter of minutes.

When I wake, it’s early. Kate is snuggled into my side. I glance over at the clock and see that it’s five in the morning. I need to get her back to her room before her security sees she’s missing.

“Kate,” I murmur, my lips pressing against her warm forehead.

“Five more minutes,” she groans against my chest.

I grin. “Unless you’d like Jackie and Dominic to find you in here, I suggest we get you back to your room now.”

Kate’s eyes fly open and she sits up, the covers drop away, revealing her perfectly full tits. I try to avert my gaze, but I’m caught red-handed as she pulls up the sheet.

“Oh, no. No way, José. I’ll be lucky if I can walk today between my hip and…well, no way,” she stammers as she looks around for her clothes.

My asshole side really, really wants her to have to get out of bed and find them, so I can ogle her, but I decide not to be a dick for once. I throw my legs over the side of the bed and reach down to grab her clothes. I know she’s getting a good look at my backside. Yeah, I may have done that on purpose.

“Here you go, sweetheart,” I say to her. Her face turns pink as she looks down at the clothes instead of where my ass was a minute ago. I smirk and pull out a pair of sweatpants from a drawer. When I turn back around, I’m disappointed to find that she is dressed.

“You don’t have to come with me. I can find it myself,” she says to me as she walks toward my door and the secret passage in the hallway.

“You sure?” I ask.

She nods. Blushing once more, she looks everywhere but my eyes. “Thanks again…uh, for last night…it was…well, thanks,” she stammers.

I reach out and cup her chin, pushing her head up so she has to look at me. I lean down and brush a kiss over her lips.

“You are most welcome, Kate,” I say, and I mean it.

Kathryn

OK, two rights and then a left? No, two lefts and then a right. Fifteen minutes later, I’m somewhere in the walls of the palace. I’ve opened a door into a closet of a butler’s pantry. I could hear someone on the other side, so that door was closed quickly. I also nearly opened a wall panel in a hallway where someone was vacuuming.

I come to another door. I carefully open it and…oh god…mistake, abort, abort. Prince Christian’s naked ass pumps into some woman beneath him. I close the panel as quietly as possible, not wanting to draw attention to it. I clamp a hand over my mouth to stifle my embarrassed giggles. Fuck.

The fourth door ends up being in a hallway near my room. I decide to brave it and run to my room, shutting the door and leaning against it as I breathe heavily.

Well, that was interesting. My brain is pondering who the woman was beneath the future king of Norddale as I head toward my bathroom and turn on the shower.

As the hot water runs over my body, my mind wanders back to Auggie. I shiver at just the memory of what he did to me last night. He was…amazing. I had no idea that sex could be like that. My next thought is of Jared and I shudder, shaking my head and forcing myself to wash my hair and forget the visions dancing through my mind.

By the time I’m done, I’m exhausted. A knock on my door startles me.

“Yes?” I call out.

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