Page 112 of Promise of Darkness
The tension’s been brewing all night. Little touches as we walk the streets. Hot looks thrown across a crowded room.
And the way his fingers felt around my thigh as he leaned forward and threatened to kill his friend if he glanced my way….
It’s not the sort of behavior I’d ever encourage, and yet I cannot deny a thrill lit through me. The prince is a dangerous opponent, and he’s made it clear he intends to have me. No matter how long it takes.
And there’s a part of me that wants to take that risk.
I’m not toying with a noble of my mother’s court, who watches more for my mother’s approval than for mine.
Nor am I dealing with a smirking royal from another court who sees me as his path to power.
No. When Thiago looks at me, the world drops away until all that’s left is the promise in his eyes. One that speaks of pleasure and dominance and scalding kisses that would leave no doubt in either of our minds as to who’s in control.Forever, Vi, he tells me.
I’ve never been pursued like this in my life.
“This way,” he says, tugging me down an alley.
“Where are we going?”
“Nowhere,” he whispers, twirling me until my back’s against the nearest house.
His hand splays over the wall beside my head as he leans closer. Every hard inch of his body shields me from the wind, but he doesn’t press closer. Doesn’t move an inch, as if to prove there’s no danger here.
Which is ridiculous, because he’s the most dangerous male I’ve ever met.
“What are you doing?” I whisper.
Hot, smoldering eyes lock on me. “You owe me two kisses, if I’m correct, Princess.”
“Two?”
“One a day, wasn’t it? And we missed the other day.” His other hand brushes against my mouth, and he smiles sinfully. “But don’t blame me. I didn’t make the rules.”
I bite his fingers sharply, warning him that thisprincesshas teeth. “One kiss. If you miss your chance, then you lose it, Your Highness. Since I’m making the rules.”
“An Asturian princess reneging on her own bargain? Consider me shocked.” His finger trails down my lip, and then his hand curls around my throat, thumb stroking the smooth column of my neck.
I don’t know why, but it’s like he’s lit my veins on fire. I want those hands to keep going.
“It’s not reneging if you didn’t bother to read the fine print.”
He leans closer, his breath whispering over my lips, and sweet Maia, but every inch of me tingles in anticipation. “There was fine print, was there?”
“Section 2.1,” I reply swiftly. “Any unclaimed kisses expire.”
“Then I guess I’ll have to make this one worth it.”
His mouth fuses to mine.
All this time, he’s let me take the lead, let me make the rules, let me keep our kisses fairly chaste. But this time, there’s no denying he’s through with playing nicely.
Every inch of him presses me against the wall, and he claims me with hot, hungry kisses. His tongue slicks against mine, teeth nipping, biting, hands pinning my wrists to the wall.
I can’t catch my breath, but it seems I don’t want to. A groan echoes in my throat. Sweet Maia, he’s ruining me. I should push him away. Protest. But those hips grinding against mine remind me its been a long time since I’ve gotten naked with a man, and my libido’s happily cheering him on. It wants me to grab a fistful of his hair and drag him back toward our rooms.
Just one more second.
One more minute.
