Chapter 23 #3
She gave him a wicked smile and began to roll it on very, very slowly, feathering her fingers over his warm, rigid cock until the tendons in his neck began to stand out as he held on to his control. Finally, it was all the way on.
He seized her hips and lifted her so her thighs were on either side of his, the tip of him teasing her clit. He shifted and then thrust his hips upward hard, seating himself deep inside her.
The delicious suddenness of it sent a tremor of orgasm through her, but she fought it down. She wanted them to come together in this first time of being joined in their hearts as well as their bodies.
“You are so wet, so ready for me,” he said, withdrawing and thrusting again.
Another shudder of near orgasm shook her.
“Wait!” she panted. “Hold still for a moment.”
She wound her arms around his neck, crushing her breasts against the warm, solid wall of his chest. And then, while they were joined in the most intimate, physical way possible, she kissed him with all the love that had been bottled up inside her.
His cock moved inside her when he slid his arms ever so carefully around her back, pulling her even closer as he kissed her in return. Yet, in contrast to the passionate, erotic tangling of their bodies, their kisses were sweet and gentle, speaking from the heart.
“I can’t believe I almost lost you,” Raul whispered against her mouth. “Through my own stupidity.”
“I can’t believe we’re together,” she whispered back. “I must be dreaming.”
She felt his lips curve in a smile. “Would an orgasm convince you this is real?”
“It would help,” she said, smiling back. “But I want you to come with me. No holding back.”
“As long as you promise to tell me if your wounds hurt,” he said.
“If you can’t make me forget a couple of scratches, you’re not the prince I know and love,” she purred before giving him a kiss of pure passion.
“Ay, mi querida!” he moaned as he grasped her hips and began to move in and out of her in long, slow strokes, his gaze locked with hers.
“I love you,” he said each time he drove into her.
“Yes!” she responded over and over again. Until everything inside her coiled into a moment of stillness before it released in a paroxysm of searing pleasure, and she shrieked his name.
He arched back, his head against the cushion as he thrust in deep and pulsed in his own climax. “Erica, mi amor! ”
His orgasm pushed her into another one, sending a new shower of erotic sparks through her body. She convulsed around him, reveling in the feel of his cock inside her.
And then her muscles relaxed with little ripples of sensation as gentle as the water lapping against their boat. They sat there, still connected until he softened inside her.
Raul slid them both sideways to lie on the bench with her sprawled on top of his big, muscular body.
“I want to stay like this forever,” she murmured against the bare skin of his chest. “Naked on a boat in the middle of a turquoise sea. With only you.”
“That would be paradise,” he agreed, his voice vibrating deep and rich in her ear. “Except we would need food to keep up our strength for making love.” He skimmed his palm over her back to rest on the curve of her butt.
“They can deliver it to us every day,” she said, giving a happy wiggle under his hand. “By drone so we don’t have to put clothes on.”
“I’m liking this plan,” he purred. “As it happens, there’s a picnic basket full of food in the cabin if you’re hungry.”
“Nope. I’m staying right here.” She burrowed her hands between the cushion and his back to hug him.
His grip on her tightened before he kissed her hair, saying in a solemn voice, “For as long as you like.”
If only that were true. But for now, she relaxed into this moment out of time when they were just two people who had been given the chance to love each other.
She reveled in the expanse of his bare chest against hers, the rise and fall of his breath under her cheek, the springy hair on his calves tickling her, and the sexy male scent of him mixed with the sea breeze.
His hand moved up and down her spine in lazy strokes that sent tingles dancing across her skin.
Her eyelids were beginning to close when his hand went still. “Do you have sunscreen on?” he asked.
“What?! We’re under an awning.”
“The sun reflects off the water too,” he said. “Your skin is so sensitive that you might burn.”
She pushed herself up from his chest and looked down at him in exasperation. “Way to kill the mood.”
“I’m serious.” And he was, his beautiful, blue eyes bright with concern. “There’s sunscreen in the cabin.”
Her insides turned gooey. She was the one who worried about people getting sunburned or bitten by a snake or spraining their ankle.
Okay, she had failed him on that front. But here he was, the Crown Prince of Caleva, fretting over her sun exposure.
She lowered her head to give him a tender kiss. “I love you so much.”
He smiled against her mouth. “Wait until you find out how good I am at rubbing lotion on your back. And your thighs. And your beautiful breasts. And your gorgeous bottom.” Which he squeezed lasciviously.
Heat flickered through each body part he mentioned and a few more places.
“Mmm, I certainly don’t want to get a burn,” she said, sitting up beside him and tracing the dragon tattoo’s claw.
He swung his long legs off the cushion to sit up as well. Scooping up her cover-up, he draped it over her like a toga and tied it on one shoulder. Again, her insides melted.
He touched the dragon egg necklace. “It suits you, your fierceness.”
“I will treasure it forever, but you didn’t have to give me all this.” She swept her hand over the boxes.
“I thought I might need to bribe you into talking to me.” He gave her a rueful smile.
“Seriously?” She cupped his cheek with a grin. “You’re the prince. All you had to do was command me.”
“I felt that wasn’t the best approach to take in this situation,” he said, before his lips curled into a wicked smile. “However, in the future, I will remind you that you suggested it.”
She snorted. “We’ll see how that goes.”
“I will only do it in the bedroom.” His voice was low and raspy.
A shiver of desire ran through her as she imagined him in his power suit, ordering her to strip off her clothes while he sat, watching. “That works for me.”
“There is an invitation I need to deliver to you,” he said, running his hand over her bare shoulder and down her arm so her skin tingled with pleasure.
She half closed her eyes to savor the feeling. “What?”
“My father wants me to bring you to dinner at the palace so he can get to know you better.” A grin curled his lips. “Every Sunday, we have family night, so the whole gang will be there.”
A throat-closing combination of joy and terror tore through her.
She had met most of the royal family already, but in the role of Gabriel’s pilot or Raul’s guide.
Now they would be viewing her as Raul’s girlfriend.
That made Raul’s love real in a wonderful way.
But they would also be judging her, and she wasn’t at all sure what their verdict would be.
“Mierda!” she said.
Raul burst out laughing before he kissed her. “I’ll tell Pater that was your response to his gracious—and much-coveted—invitation.”
“That seems counterproductive since you want him to like me,” she said, cuddling into his deliciously bare chest.
“Oh, he will like you.” His arms tightened around her. “He won’t be able to help himself.”
“You may be biased.” She tilted her head to smile up at him.
“He knows that I have excellent taste.” He lowered his mouth to hers for a searingly hot kiss. “ Te adoro, mi corazón . And I intend to show you just how much—once I get the sunscreen.”
“Maybe you could get it later.” She trailed her fingers down the length of his tattoo as the ache between her legs grew.
“Oh, no. I don’t want your beautiful skin to hurt too much for me to touch it over and over again.
” He kissed her shoulder and stood, heading for the cabin while she admired the flexing muscles of his butt as he walked.
His return brought an even more impressive view since his cock was hard and erect.
She pulled loose the knot of her cover-up so it fell away from her body.
“Lie back,” he ordered as he flipped open the cap of the sunscreen.
She slid slowly down, stretching her legs out on the cushion and letting her thighs fall open.
Desire blazed on his face as he knelt beside her. Turning the bottle upside down, he dribbled lotion over her breasts, down the middle of her torso, and across her thighs. The sunscreen was cool and smelled of vaho hibiscus, sending a shiver dancing through her.
Then he laid his palms on her breasts and began to massage the lotion into her skin, the feel of his hands sliding over her chasing away any chill.
He leaned down to whisper beside her ear in a voice that was pure velvet and sex.
“I am going to rub this over every inch of your body…except where the dragon hurt you. And then I’m going to make love to you with all the adoration burning in my heart. ”
He circled his thumbs around her nipples, making her whimper with pleasure.
“And I’m going to do it again tonight,” he whispered. “And tomorrow. Until I have convinced you that my love for you is as real as my hands touching your breasts.”
She cupped her hands over his, pressing them tight against her so that he could feel her heart beating. “ Mi amor, my heart has always believed our feelings are real. It was the rest of the world that got in our way.”
“Never again,” he swore with fervent solemnity. “From now on, we will face the world side by side, strong in each other’s love.”
He bent to kiss her, his mouth hot and demanding, his hands moving over her body. She let herself be swept into a place where only the two of them existed, joined in their bodies and their souls.