Page 48 of Knot your Princess
She shakes her head. “I’ve been fine. I’ve been trying to tell you the whole time.”
“You are in your heat.” I’m making every excuse I can think of not to do this, so my heart doesn’t get ripped out.
“Sort of. It was, and I think it’s over, maybe. I’m not sure.”
I give her a confused look, not following.
“Please, Nico. I’m not asking you to shag me. Just hold me. Can you do that?”
Her plea, coupled with the slight pout she has pulled her lips into, is more than I can bear.
Giving in, I go to her. “Yes, I can do that.”
She lays back down and opens her arms for me. I climb on the bed, and it sinks under my weight. It jostles her over to me, and I wrap my arms around her.
“Did you find Enzo?” she asks quietly.
“I don’t think so. If they had, Cain and Atlas would’ve brought him back here to deal with your father.” I leave Cesca out of this. Sophia must be confused enough as it is.
“Oh,” she murmurs, sliding her hand down my chest.
I only now remember that she’s wearing my t-shirt, and I am half naked.
So is she.
I try to think about something else, but when she unwraps the blanket from her body and pulls the t-shirt over her head, I’m lost to her completely.
My cock is aching to be inside her. My whole body is aching to make love to her instead of giving her a quick fuck in the back of a car. I want to take my time with her and show her how much I love her.
“Sophia…”
“Call me Sugar,” she purrs, climbing on top of me, her fingers undoing the zip on my pants. “I’m starting to understand these feelings, Nico. I want you, and I want you to take me as I know you’ve been dying to all these years.”
She pulls my pants down, popping my cock free.
She shuffles down and takes me in her hot, wet mouth, those pretty pink lips closing around my girth.
“Fuck, Sugar,” I groan, closing my eyes and falling into the most amazing blow job I’ve ever had in my life. Her tongue slides up and down my length, twisting around the shaft and teasing the tip until I’m ready to shoot my load into her sexy mouth.
Twisting my fist into her hair, I tug her away from my cock. I can’t go out like that. I need to show her how good we are together. I’ve known it for years. I’ve felt it brewing in my soul but have never wanted to acknowledge it outright.
Sitting up, pushing her away from me, my hand still tangled in her hair, I pull her head back. Licking her throat from the base to her chin, I taste her skin and nearly weep with the joy it brings me. My love for her grows deeper, twining around both of us in an inextricable ribbon of pure desire, hope, and need.
The low rumble of my growl as I move my mouth over to her jugular sends her into a purring frenzy that makes my cock ache to be inside her.
I want to bite her so badly, to mate with her and claim her as mine, but I can’t do that to her. I can’t claim her unless she wants to be taken.
And I can’t allow myself to think that is what she wants from me. She is in shock and needs something familiar to fall back on. She needs me to take care of her, and that is what I have promised to do, no matter what. Even if my heart is ripped out tomorrow when she dismisses me again, I will carry on as I have been for the last few years, loving her from afar.
But right now, she wants me close, and I’m going to take full advantage so it can keep me warm on the long, cold nights while she is warming someone else’s bed.
ChapterThirty-Three
Sugar
Igasp as Nico's lips brush against mine, feeling as though electricity is running through my veins. His kiss is tender yet passionate, sending shivers down my spine. His hands roam my body, exploring every curve and inch of my skin, sending a wave of pleasure through my body with every caress.
He pulls away, leaving me wanting more. A mischievous smirk spreads across his face as he lightly nibbles on my neck, trailing his lips down my body. He pauses over my jugular, driving me wild with anticipation. I want to scream at him to bite me, but we aren’t there yet. I don’t know if we will get there at all. He moves on and licks my collarbone, sending a shudder through me. I moan in delight as he continues his journey, kissing every inch of my stomach.
