Page 49 of Knot your Princess
He stops at my navel, tracing his tongue around the curves of it. His hands wander upwards, cupping my breasts and kneading them, eliciting a groan from me. He captures my lips with his again and kisses me deeply, our tongues intertwining in a passionate embrace. He pulls away slowly, leaving me gasping for air.
Moving down my body, planting gentle kisses along the way, he stops when he reaches my centre. His tongue dances around my throbbing clit, sending sparks of pleasure through my body. He licks and sucks in perfect harmony, pushing me higher toward my climax. His fingers find their way inside me, teasing me and driving me wild. Panting his name, I feel myself teetering on the edge of pleasure.
Leaving a trail of kisses and nibbles along the way, Nico stops when he reaches my lips, capturing them in another deep and passionate kiss. His hands trail around my body, gripping my waist as he hovers over me, pressing his enormous cock against me.
My body starts to quiver with expectation. His tip presses against my entrance and I raise my hips to meet him. Pushing his cock inside me, filling me completely with his delicious girth, I gasp in pleasure as he moves slowly in and out of me, my body quivering with each delicious thrust. Increasing his pace, Nico pounds me with a passion I haven’t felt between us before. His fingers tweaking and teasing my nipples, sends pleasure ripping through me.
Shaking as I feel myself climbing higher, closer to the orgasm that will rock my world, I feel Nico's body tense up before he lets out a deep moan. Shuddering underneath him, sweating and panting for breath, my climax rockets through me at the same time as he empties himself in my pussy, shooting his load deep inside me. His body trembles against mine, his heart beating fast against my chest. Wishing he could knot me so we could stay locked together for a while, it doesn’t happen, as he isn’t in his rut. But I find I don’t care when he kisses me sweetly, still deep inside me anyway. We stay like that for a few moments, just enjoying the bliss of the moment.
“I love you,” he whispers, brushing his lips against my forehead.
Feeling a jolt of emotion that threatens to cripple me and brings tears to my eyes, I want to say it back, but I’m scared. I’m scared of what this is, and what I have with Trent. I can’t have both of them…
Can I?
If I let the words out, they can never be taken back. The fear of losing him, and Trent cuts through me, and all I can do is nod, letting him know my feelings are just as strong as his.
Dipping his head, he kisses me softly and moves away gently.
Leaning against the headboard, Nico grabs a blanket that had fallen onto the floor as he took me earlier and gently drapes it over us.
“You should sleep," he whispers.
I have so many questions swirling around in my head, but we haven't even begun to discuss our future together, or what I’m going to do about Trent. I want them both, but will they agree to that arrangement?
Sighing under my breath and tucking a stray strand of hair behind my ear, I know I have to say something and talk about this. But for now, I just want to lie here like this with Nico and enjoy the moment, hoping that it will last.
ChapterThirty-Four
Trent
Aggravated is my mood when the next morning, I pull up outside the gates to the Quinn compound. Having to duck out of the raid on the country manor after that gorgeous dinner was something that has been irritating the shit out of me ever since. A snatch and grab of my future mate while Enzo slipped out, leaving me to do the same, was a bit unexpected. Although, knowing Aidan Quinn, I perhaps shouldn’t have taken that possibility for granted. One thing is for sure, though. I’m here for Sophia, and no one is going to stop me from getting what I want, not even Quinn.
Squinting in the morning sun as I lower the window to announce my arrival to the guards stationed at the gate, after much fanfare and flapping about, I’m let through with a heavy escort.
Driving the Hummer down the driveway, I pull to a stop when I see Quinn waiting for me outside the compound building, suspicion all over his features, but underneath that, he looks ragged and beaten like he’s been ten rounds with…well, himself.
Climbing out of the car, I plaster a smile on my face that I don’t really feel.
“Trent Cavendish” he says gruffly. “You know you’ve walked directly into the lion’s den. What can I do for you?”
“I know. But I have something to say.”
“Go ahead. But one wrong move and you will be going back to your employers in a box.”
“Threatening the government official. Bold.” It doesn’t really bother me. I’m taking it in good faith that he won’t actually try to kill me, especially if Sophia confirms her feelings. I sincerely hope she does.
He nods slowly and then sighs. “Look, normally I would throw a few more threats and jokes out there, but cut to the chase, would you? It’s been a shitshow.”
“Oh, I know. This is to do with Sophia.”
“What about her?” He instantly goes on alert.
“We met recently and I’m coming to you to ask for your permission to mate with her.”
A stony silence falls over the two of us. Quinn’s face turns puce with rage. Reaching for me, he grabs my tee in his bunched fist, growling loudly, aggressively expecting me to back down. But he forgets two things. I’m not part of this pack; I don’t give a shit about his authority, and I’m no mug. Idon’tback down from criminals threatening me.
“No, I’m not going anywhere,” I say slowly so it cuts through the rage. There isn’t a chance in hell I’m walking away from Sophia now after tasting her. She is my mate. I know it, and she knows it. “Is she okay?”
