Page 62 of Cinder's Trial

When he set me on my feet, I laughed, a little breathless.

“What’s so funny?”

“The way things worked out. Guess Godmother knew you and I were in love.”

“What makes you say that?”

“Why else give you a ring? A ring that fits snugly on your finger and yet happened to fall in front of me. A ring that served as my shoe. She knew I wouldn’t marry Killian.”

“I’ll admit I was a tad a worried,” Levi admitted.

“I’d have let those Ash potentials tear me apart before I hurt you,” I admitted.

“Yeah, that wouldn’t have happened. I have good aim.” A dark reply and yet I saw it for what he meant. He loved me too much to let me come to harm.

“I love you,” I murmured.

“I love you more than anything, my beautiful princess wife.”

“Then kiss me and make this a night to remember,” I demanded, and he strove to make my wish come true.

His mouth found mine for hungry kiss, which lasted only a moment before he nipped my bottom lip and growled, “Let’s get you out of that dress.”

Mmm… I wouldn’t mind getting him naked, too. The uniform looked good on him, but stripped of it with all his flesh and muscles for me to admire was even better.

Levi made quick work of the buttons on the back of my dress, and once released, the whole thing slid down my body to the floor and he groaned. “I will never tire of seeing your gorgeous body.”

“How about instead of looking, you touch?” I teased.

Levi dragged me close, but rather than resume our kiss, his lips went to my neck, where he nibbled and nipped before traveling down to my breasts. He cupped them, squeezed them together, and smothered his face in the crevice he formed. When he sucked my taut nipples, I gasped and held on to his head, tugging at his hair while mashing him against my breasts, telling him without words what I wanted.

He sucked them. His tongue swirling around the tips. His teeth pinching my flesh, making me gasp.

My knees buckled at all the sensations, but Levi was there to catch me. Holding me firmly, he walked us to the bed. The backs of my legs hit it first, and I sat down, parting my thighs for him to slip between. His cock jutted proudly from his groin, and I grabbed it for a tug, which led to him sucking in a breath.

“My naughty princess,” he breathed.

“About to get naughtier,” I teased, switching my position so I could bring my mouth level with his shaft.

With one hand gripping him firmly, I latched onto the head of him, and his cock twitched. He groaned when I pulled him into my mouth, suctioning the length of him while sliding his shaft in and out. I found a rhythm and bobbed my head along his length, excited by the way he hummed in pleasure, loving the tug as his fingers threaded my hair.

I could feel him getting harder. Thicker. Pulsing. And I wanted it. Wanted him to come in my mouth, but he had other plans.

“My turn,” he growled.

I wasn’t about to argue. I lay on the bed, legs parted, wet and quivering as he lay between my thighs and buried his face. His tongue lapped at me, long, slow strokes that went across my clit and slid between my nether lips.

“Oh.” Pretty sure he didn’t need to hear my moans to know how much I enjoyed his mouth on me. My pleasure built quickly. Coiling tight within, making my channel clench, which led me to whisper, “I need you inside me.”

I wanted to climax around him. To feel him inside me as I came.

Instead, his tongue went to my clit and his fingers found the moist core of me, penetrating, stroking, pushing me over the edge.

I cried out as I orgasmed, a sweet ripple that had him grunting before he covered my body with his. The tip of his throbbing cock poked at my sex, wetting the head before he began pushing it in. The width of him stretched me, and the length of him reached my sweet spot inside. He thrust, deep, firm plunges into my still-quivering sex. Over and over. He stroked my dying orgasm into a new coiling pressure. I tightened around his pulsing cock. Encouraged him with the dig of my nails in his back.

And when I came a second time, he joined me, bellowing my name. “I love you, Cinder.”

“Oh, how I love you, too, my sweet Knight,” I purred as I came down from that blissful high.