Queen of Secrets

15

After he walked away, I used one of the secret tunnels underground to take me to the tower, one of the fastest and most discrete methods of getting around the castle grounds. Once there, I climbed the many flights of stairs, feeling exhaustion take over. The sun was high in the sky, but I’d been awake all night long. Nial would likely still be recovering too. After a short nap I would check on him—and help my brother figure out what to do with Nial.

I removed my dress and climbed into bed in only my chemise, then instantly fell into a deep, dreamless sleep.

When the sun’s light had vanished, I woke to the sound of a boot scraping across the floor and the movement of fabric. I reached for my knife, but relaxed once I realized who it was.

I sat up slowly and blinked sleep away. “What are you doing here?”

Garon stood at the foot of my bed dressed all in black, looking dark, deadly, and delicious. “I had to see you.”

“You’re supposed to be in bed.”

“Is that so?” He lowered himself onto the bed and crawled over me, his large, masculine body covering me completely. “How’s this?”

Desire raced through my veins as I looked up at his handsome, roguish face, only inches from mine. “A good start. Though I think you’re wearing far too many clothes.”

“I can fix that.” He sat up with his knees on either side of my hips and tugged off his shirt, then tossed it across the room. I stared at his muscular chest, which was dotted with scars and darkened with bruises, and worried perhaps we should wait until he was more recovered. But before I could ask if he was in any pain, he lowered his head and captured my mouth with his. All thought fled from my mind except desire and love for him, along with the sense of how right this was. I’d waited for years for Garon to sneak into my rooms again and now he was here.

He was mine once more. And this time I wasn’t letting him go.

Ten

Garon

A

s we kissed, my hand slid up Dahlia’s chemise toward the forbidden pleasure I’d been denied for the past three years. Dahlia and I had lost our virginity together when we were sixteen, and I’d never been happier than when I was in her arms. We had one blissful year together, and after I walked away, I couldn’t stand to touch another woman in the same way. I’d tried to use other women to get over her, but kissing was as far as I’d ever gotten because none of them were her. That meant three long years of solitude and pent-up lust. To say I was eager to be between her thighs again was an understatement. I needed her. Now.

The only way I’d managed to resist her all these years, knowing how good she tasted and felt, was by keeping my distance. But I couldn’t resist any longer, especially now that she was no longer engaged. And I didn’t want to.

From the way she kissed me back and yanked at my trousers, she needed me too. I slipped a hand between her legs and felt how wet she was for me. She let out a soft moan as I stroked her folds and found that spot that sent her higher and higher. At the same time I trailed my lips along her neck and to her shoulder, where I yanked down the strap of her chemise to reach one of her perfect, full breasts. I took one in my mouth, letting my tongue circle her hard n****e, but it wasn’t enough.

I grabbed hold of the her chemise and ripped it down the middle, making her gasp while revealing her full, naked body. For a moment I let my eyes linger on her round breasts, narrow waist, and full hips, before lowering my lips to her soft flesh. She moaned as I licked her n*****s once more and then began sucking on them lightly. Damn, she tasted as good as I remembered.

After I thoroughly lavished attention on her breasts, she grabbed onto my shoulders and looked me in the eyes. “Stop teasing me and take me already.”

“Such a demanding princess,” I said, as I slid down my trousers. I wanted to do so much more to her, but that could wait for another night. Or a second round later tonight. As I nudged my c**k between her thighs, I grabbed her wrists and brought them over her head, pinning her down. “But I’m going to be the one making demands tonight.” I thrust into her in one smooth movement, shocking us both with the sudden intensity. Sun and Moon, how I’d missed this. Our bodies were flush, skin sliding against skin, as I moved in and out of her slowly, savoring every second of it. She wrapped her legs around my hips, drawing me in even deeper, and her mouth found mine. I stroked her with my tongue just as I stroked her with my c**k, catching her moans with my mouth. I entwined my fingers with hers as I pumped into her harder and faster, unable to resist the pleasure spiking in us both. She threw her head back and her breathing grew ragged and I knew she was close, which only brought me closer to the edge too. I wanted to feel her come around me, squeezing me tight, knowing I was the only one who could bring her to such heights.

“Come for me.” I released one of her hands and reached between her thighs to push her over the edge. “Show me you’re mine.”

“Garon!” she cried out, as I thrust deep inside her.