The Hidden Princess At All-Boys Alpha Academy novel Chapter 76

Chapter 76 

I lean forward, wanting to kiss him very much again, but suddenly his words register fully. with me and I give a little squeak, sitting up straight. 

“What?” Luca asks, suddenly concerned. 

“Wait,” I say, looking at him askance as I let my knees fall on either side of his waist, straddling him with my hands on his chest. “Precisely how slutty were you, Luca Grant?” 

He grins up at me, broad and happy. “What answer do you want, Ariel? The truth, or the one that’s going to make you want to kiss me again?” 

“The truth,” I growl, giving him a little smack on the chest. 

“Do that again,” he murmurs, one hand slipping to my back and pressing me forward a little bit, “I liked that.” 

“Pay attention, boy,” I command, pointing a finger into his face, though I lean forward a little more. “Now, spill.” 

Luca shrugs, noncommittal, laying casually back on the magical dream bed and letting his hands rest on my thighs. “I have not been a very chaste man, Ariel. If a girl and I liked each other, and we wanted to, I didn’t hold back. Does that upset you?” 

I tilt my head to the side for a second, balancing my jealousy with my common sense. “Well, no,” I say, my words slow and measured. “But, how many girls were there?” 

“That I’ve kissed? Or that I’ve slept with? Because those are very different numbers –” 

My mouth falls open in shock as I stare at him, and he grins at me again, clearly y amused. “You’re very sweet,” he murmurs, his hands starting to rub distracting circles on my thighs. 

“Slept with, then,” I say, through my teeth, doing my best to not get distracted by the way. his hands feel on my legs. 

Luca’s grin deepens. “Somewhere around fifty?” he says, giving another one of those too- casual shrugs. 

My jaw drops again, accompanied by a shocked huff of air. 

“What?” he says, grinning at me, his hands pausing on my thighs and taking hold there, like he’d stop me if I tried to run away. “Too many?” 

“You hussy!” I gasp, raising my hand before I think about what I’m doing and smacking him again on the chest. 

Luca bursts out laughing at this as I raise my hand again. 

“And around fifty!?” I raise my hand again, “like you can’t even be bothered to remember some of them!?” My hand falls, aiming for the same place, but before it can connect Luca’s moving, sitting up as he grabs my wrist out of the air, his movement shifting me back at little so that I’m sitting in his lap with his other hand tight against the small of my back so I don’t fall backwards. 

“I’m your hussy now,” he murmurs, his voice honestly a little delighted at my outrage. “just think of it as my…education, which I can now put to good use.” And then, almost as if to prove his point, Luca uses the hand pressed to the small of my back to press me tighter into his lap, grinding against me in a way that lets me feel all of him. At the same time, he leans in and presses his lips to the soft skin of my throat, just above my clavicle. 

And in combination… 

I groan, my head falling back as I feel a heat bloom in my core. My eyes flutter shut as Luca delivers a long, slow lick to my throat, and I find my hips moving on their own, wanting to press tighter against the hard length of him now instead of shying away from it. 

“See?” he murmurs, his lips still against the skin of my neck. “It’s not all so bad.” 

“Luca,” I say, half moan and half sigh, as I raise my head and take his face in my hands. Because as much as I definitely want to keep going, want to keep experimenting, this is definitely a conversation we need to have. 

“Hmm?” he hums, inviting my question. 

“How…” I hesitate, not wanting to hurt his feelings, “how can you have slept with fifty women?” 

He grins, like it wasn’t difficult at all, and I laugh a little, surprised to find myself grinning 

back at him. 

“I’m serious, Luca!” I say, looping my arms around his neck and forcing myself to pout a little, wanting him to be just a little more serious. “I mean…” I blush lightly, because I know I’m going to sound naive but…well, I want to know. “You can’t have loved them all. Did you love…any of them?” 

“A few,” he says, his face falling into more serious lines as he tightens his arm around my waist, pulling me close. “I’ve had serious relationships, Ariel. But the majority of them…no, I didn’t love them. But sex it’s not always about love.” 

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“Then what’s it about?” I ask, dead curious. Because I’ve never had anyone to talk to about this sort of stuff. My mom made sure I know everything I need to know about the mechanics of sex and babies, and I know that I could always go to her to ask whatever I wanted. 

But this sort of thing, the personal side of it? The sort of thing you talk to your friends. about? 

Well, my friends are just as naïve as me. 

Or at least I thought they were 

until Jesse blew their cover. I scowl, a little, thinking about it, and Luca grins at me, lifting a hand and brushing his thumb over my frowning lip like he loves the shape of it. 

“Sometimes,” he murmurs, “sex is just about two people who are attracted to each other getting naked and doing really weird things to each other’s bodies.” 

I burst into laughter then, my head tilting back on my neck. Luca laughs with me, I can feel his body vibrating against mine. “Luca!” I gasp. “That is the least romantic thing I’ve ever heard!” 

“Well, sometimes it’s not romantic!” he replies, laughing with me as I raise my head and smile at him. “But it can be. Or it can be really intimate, and bring people closer.” Almost as if to illustrate he tightens his arm again, pulling me flush against his chest and brushing his cheek up the length of my neck before pulling back a little and staring into my face, his brown eyes warm.