Royal Line by Carrie Ryan (lightweight ebook reader .txt) 📗

bucked, and my back bowed as pleasure reverberated through my body.

“Yes, I need more. I can’t stop.” Kannon panted hard. “I feel like I’m on fire. You drive me crazy. You know that?”

Sure fingers slid through my lips, seeking my center, and he met my gaze as he found his quarry. Dark eyes, wild with lust, gazed at me, watching my reaction as his questing finger found the center of my torment.

I cried out as he gently sank into me and he held perfectly still except for his questing finger, gently exploring and retreating, occasionally detouring to swirl around my clit but always returning to delve just a little deeper inside me.

“Jesus, you are so tight. So hot…” He bit his bottom lip as he sank in with two fingers and his thumb traced circles on my clit.

Molten heat spread through my body. I parted my legs to give him even better access to my folds. “Kannon…”

Instead of coaxing a response from me, he demanded one, and my body gave him what he wanted. His thigh wedged between my legs, bringing him in contact with my throbbing clit.

I could feel the heat and hardness of his leg muscles and the friction he applied to my sweet spot. My hips gave an involuntary jerk, and he gave me a satisfied grunt.

He left a trail of buzzing nerve endings in his wake as his hand traveled up my belly, then my ribs, to my breast. His lips slid back over mine as his thumb skimmed the underside of my breast. Another shot of lust hit me hard, and I rocked my hips on his thigh. When he did it again, I threw my head back.

He trailed kisses along my jawline, then dipped his head farther to my neck. He traced a thumb over my nipple, and I cried out. Moisture and heat rushed to my center, and the building need tipped me close to the edge of ecstasy. It wouldn’t take much. Just one more stroke from his deft fingers, maybe two.

“Jesus, you are so beautiful,” he whispered.

He adjusted his position, so he was between my thighs again. The broad tip of his erection nudged me, and my eyes flew open as my fingers curled into his shoulders. “Condom.” My eyes locked on his.

He gave me a wild grin. “Look down.”

I glanced down between us, and he was in fact sheathed again. “But when—?”

“I woke up hard as a rock and figured I might be able to make you feel good again.”

I tried to bite back my smile. “Presumptuous, but I’ll allow it.”

He slid just the tip inside me, and my eyes flew open. God he was big. And I was sore. But I knew that would only last for a moment. In seconds I’d be on my way to the holy grail of more orgasms, so who was I to argue?

“Presumptuous, hmm?” He slid in even farther, then stopped, giving me time to adjust. He shuddered and my pussy clamped around him so hard his eyes almost rolled into the back of his head.

“Goddamn, you are so damn tight.”

With a whispered curse, he pulled back and then slid forward all the way in one deep thrust. I wasn’t capable of coherent thought. All I knew was I wanted more. Needed more. The tingling started in my spine. I could feel bliss reaching for me, and I would promise anything to have it.

My hands slid over his shoulders and down his back to land on his ass. I sank my fingers into his flexing muscles, hoping to speed him up. “It feels so good—don’t stop.”

And then the chasing was over. The wave of bliss hit me hard, and I sobbed against his shoulder when I came again. Involuntarily, I clamped around him, shoving him right off the cliff with me.

His final few thrusts were peppered with swears and a tight grip on my hip.

“Fuck! Your pussy was made for me, you know that?” He growled it right in my ear. “It’s mine now.”

“Kannon.”

All I heard as the edges of my vision started to blur again were his whispered words, “All mine.”

I woke up an hour later. This time I knew exactly where I was, what I’d been doing, and who I’d been doing it with. I’d made love with Kannon.

Love?

Okay, we’d shagged. That kind of sweet thing that turns dirty quickly. Tripping you into a place that is too scary to look at.

I inched out from under him even as I told myself I wasn’t running.

Lies.

I wasn’t. I was merely putting some distance between us as I used my brain instead of letting my lady parts do the thinking. I was not now, nor would I ever be, the one-night stand girl.

But didn’t you just have one?

Mine.

That word. He’d said it like he meant it.

Do you want him to mean it?

That was the whole point. I didn’t know what I wanted. I didn’t want him to stay just to protect me. In his arms, I felt like I belonged there. But yesterday he’d told me that the greatest love of his life was lost. He wasn’t ready for anything lasting.

And I was fooling myself if I thought he was.

It was better for both of us if I walked away now; otherwise, I was certainly going to get attached.

Too late.

Maybe not. I grabbed my T-shirt off of the floor and dragged it on. If I could get back to Rian’s room and grab a shower, I could think more clearly and get some clarity. Falling for my protector was not only cliché, but it could only lead to heartbreak.

And nobody wanted that.

Chapter 12 Kannon

One problem at a time

I woke up...alone.

Like a fool, my brain automatically reached for London, because like the idiot I was, I truly believed she would be there. But she wasn’t.

Did you expect anything else?

I sat up and scrubbed my hand over my face. The princess had gotten cold feet.

Apparently, no one had given