Page 47 of Knot your Princess
She brushes her tears away with the bed covers and turns over, curling up in a ball. Her scent is overwhelming my senses—that gorgeous vanilla and caramel scent that I can almosttaste. The aroma forces a low growl out of me, and when she turns over again, the scent rises from her, almost bringing me to my knees.
The need to protect her increases tenfold as I watch her sleeping, so sweet, so vulnerable. I will kill anyone who tries to get near her.
The door bursts open.
I spin, pulling my weapon out and levelling it at the intruder. “She’s sleeping.”
Francesca’s eyes narrow. “Put that thing away before you hurt yourself,” she scoffs.
It doesn’t rile me up as she expected it to. It’s been a long time since she could intimidate me like she could when I was a boy. I step in front of Sophia, not dropping the gun an inch.
“I said she’s sleeping.”
Cesca’s eyes narrow. “Remember who you’re threatening, Nico.”
“Not a threat. I’m protecting her.”
“From her own mother?” Her flash of incredulity is genuine.
“From everyone. Leave.”
“You can’t…”
“Leave,” I growl. It’s deep and fierce, and to my surprise, it tames the omega who was about to rear up and claw my face off to get to her daughter. But, no. Not even Francesca will get near her now. Sophia was caught in the middle and harmed because of her and Enzo's rift.
She lowers her eyes and hands up, she backs out.
I don’t think for a second that this is over. She will make me pay in ways that I can’t even imagine, but I don’t care. My only job now is to keep further harm from happening to Sophia.
“Thanks,” Sophia mutters, startling me as I thought she was asleep. “I couldn’t deal with her drama right now.”
Smiling, I stash the gun in the back of my pants. “Figured.”
“You know me so well. Why have I never noticed that before?”
Her green eyes pin mine.
It sends a bolt of lust straight to my cock.
“This thing between us is…”
“Is what?” She interrupts me, sitting up before I can finish my thought.
With a sigh, I admit, “I don’t know. Fun, I guess.”
“But you want it to be more?”
“I know my place.”
“Don’t say that,” she whispers. “Come to me, Nico. I need to feel your strong arms around me.”
“Don’t, Sophia, please. I can’t.” I implore her with my whole being not to toy with me. It will devastate me to get close to her now and then have her dismiss me.
“I want you,” she purrs, getting to her knees.
That purr. Fuck. She’s killing me.
“You have suffered…”
