Royally Kidnapped by the Prince novel Chapter 57

KENNEDY

I love you.

Those words I felt in my heart, embedded to my soul that I’d been wanted to say to him. Finally, now he knew how I felt for him. My heart was filled with everything. 

“I love you, Kennedy.” His voice was breathy. His words were like my salvation. 

He laid me down on the bed. I opened and slid my lips against his. He pushed his tongue into my mouth. We were still fully clothed, but I felt as though we were both naked. 

Emotions coiled through me as we deepened the kiss. This was it. I was in love with the man who cared for his family, for his friends, and his people. And because of my love for him, I took a huge risk to be a part of his world. 

I broke the kiss, gasping sharply. “Babe, take off your clothes.”

In just a few seconds, we were both naked, and standing at the foot of the bed was the most beautiful man I’d ever laid eyes on—he never ceased to amaze me—and damn, his thick cock. It felt like its throbbing as he crawled up in bed. 

I was already soaking. 

My clit was pulsing and aching. My nipples pebbled hard for his attention.

I groaned in frustration as he thrust and slid his cock into my clit, teasing me. He captured my nipple with his mouth, sucking and nipping it, and the other ached against his fingers as he rolled it with his fingers. And then he trailed down my belly with his sucks. Just a feather-like touch on my cit, my hips arched. 

“Shh. We should keep quiet.” His words were more like a growl. “We’re on a cruise, darling. Don’t wanna let them hear us, do you?” He devoured my pussy. He licked, sucked, and laved his tongue upward from my forbidden hole up to my clit. It was so wrong but mortifying hot at the same time. The waves of arousal and embarrassment were so intense I felt like I burst into flames. My clit swelled. 

He might have felt me. He spread my cheeks apart and pushed his tongue deep, and tightened his grip on my hips. 

I writhed underneath. I bit my lip as I might scream. It just felt so good. My arousal was leaking down. 

He lapped my wetness dry, then penetrated me again. It felt so dark and wild, and I might explode as the pleasure course through me so strong my world started spinning.

I was burning with needs. My inner walls clenched. 

He withdrew his tongue and went to my slit. He pushed his finger instead. I felt a sting, but I felt more of pleasure growing unbearable from within me. With a single suck of my clit, and a thrust of his finger simultaneously, I exploded. 

My entire body spasmed with so much pleasure. My vision blurred for a hazy moment. 

He made love with me after that.

***

“Darling?” He was feathery kissing my back. I still felt the burning sensation in my ass and the heat of embarrassment of the feeling of wrongness and eroticism.

“Yeah.” I remained in my position, lying in my abdomen, still ass naked. 

“I wanna get married here.”

I froze, but I was sure I heard him right. I turned to face him. He looked even good with his hair tousled. “You wanna get married here?”

He dropped his gaze down to my exposed breasts. His hand trailed from my abdomen to my breast, giving a squeeze. 

“Babe?” I snapped my fingers at him.

“I heard you, darling. But you answered me with a question.” He gave another squeeze before he looked at me. “Lovely tits.”

“You have them. Now, what are you saying?” 

He leaned down to kiss my lips. “Let’s get married tonight.”

“What?” I swallowed down the surprise clogging in my throat.

“You have everything you need. I’ll call my parents to come over here.”

I sat on the bed. “You want us to get married here? Are you not supposed to like send invitations, ask blessings from the King, and announce that you’re getting married.”

A smile tugged on his lips. “You have his blessings.”

My brows knitted. “What do you mean?”

“You’ve forgotten that his room had cameras in each corner and bugged with audios. He played that part. So he told me when I went to see your parents. He said to marry you.”