Royally Kidnapped by the Prince novel Chapter 45

KENNEDY

Thayer’s fingertips brushed the outer layer of my breasts. He cupped them, squeezed a little before he flicked his tongue one each at a time. 

I watched him as he enjoyed and captured the other into his hot mouth, sucking it. 

All I could think about was reminding him that I would come to him that I wouldn’t ever feel complete without him in my life.

His thumb flicked my free nipple, pinched it with his fingers. The pain sent right through my pulsing clit. I could feel my folds slick with my wetness—I was ready and needy—like always for him.

“Babe?” I called out when he was seemingly silent. He was usually talkative during sex.

He raised his head. My nipple was still in his mouth. 

“Please?”

He released my nipple. “What do you want, darling? Tell me?” To be honest, the word darling had grown on me, especially when he called me with his thick accent. It was sexy like music to my ear.

“I want you to make love to me.”

“Oh, darling, I want to make love to you, too.” He leaned down. His lips barely touched mine before he said, “I love you. I want you to remember me even if I’m not with you.”

“Why did I feel like that I would forget you?”

“Just reminding you.” He positions the head of his cock into my entrance, bumping to my clit a few times before he slid down into me, filling me. Then he pulled out completely, and very slowly, he entered into me again. It was nearly enough to bring me to the edge. The process made me mad with greed. 

I thrust my hips up to meet him, but he denied me.

“Slowly, my love.”

I writhed underneath. “I want you. Damn it.”

“I want you, too.” His jaw clenched. His muscles strained, his veins protruding. 

I knew he was holding back his orgasm. 

“Make me come, please?” My clit was pulsing in time with my heartbeat. I was drowning with needs.

His thrust stopped, eyes locking into mine, darkening with desire and something else—fear. “Promise me you will come back.”

“I already said a thousand times, and I’m gonna say it again. It’s a promise. I will come back to you. I wanna marry you, have babies with you if you want. I wanna grow old with you. Now please, I want your smile.”

“Yes, I want kids.” 

“Great. But we can’t make it right now.”

“Fuck.” He pressed his forehead against mine, breathing hard. “I’m fucked up in the head. I don’t wanna let you go, but I have given you my word.” He then surged into me as if he just gathered his strength. Filling me in with one hard thrust. With the sudden penetration, he hit the right spot. 

I cried out in pleasure.

I had not caught my breath yet. Thayer adjusted his angle, lifted my leg over his shoulder, thrust into me again, and pressed his thumb against my clit. I arched my back, groaning through gritted teeth. The sudden orgasm shot through me in a shock. My walls were clenching around his cock. 

He sped up his thrust. My orgasm went on and on. He then followed, chanting my name.

***

“You’re leaving.” Carlott sat beside me, pursing her lips.

“Why does everyone think that I’m not coming back?” I was intent to let them hear me. Ash was sitting on a chair with his fingers scratching his growing stubble. Lud was leaning against the doorjamb. Thayer was scrolling on his phone, his legs crossed, lips pressed in a flat line.

“If you’re not back within a week, I’m gonna come and bring you back myself.”

I rolled my eyes. “Please, don’t kidnap me. It’s unpleasant.”

“The thought had crossed my mind. But as long as you won’t ditch my brother on your wedding day, I won’t plan on doing so.” She held my hand, squeezing it. “We’re gonna plan the wedding once you’re back. Can’t wait for you to be together.”

“Then you should get married too.”

“We broke up,” she muttered.

“What? When? Why? Oh, my Mod. I’m so sorry. Why didn’t you tell me?”

She rolled her eyes. “He said, I’m in love with someone else.”

I chuckled. “Well, I hope that’s not true, right?” I glanced over to Thayer if he heard our conversation or knew about the breakup. He just smiled sadly.

“That scumbag doesn’t deserve you, Princess.” Lud snorted. 

“You’re just like my father. Who then deserves me? Or maybe, I don’t deserve to be happy as my brother. That’s all.” She huffed. “I should join the convent, then.”