Chosen By The Prince

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Author: Calyope Adams
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with two glasses.

    The door shut behind her, making her jump. She turned and there he was, staring at her with an odd look on his face. He looked very... focused.

    His eyes slid down over her body and back to her face. He walked toward her purposefully, making her take a step back. He narrowed his eyes, reaching for her. She closed her eyes tightly, forcing herself to be still.

    "Are you truly so frightened of me?"

    She opened her eyes. He was inches away, his chest giving off waves of heat. He lifted his hands to her shoulders. She just looked at him, utterly panicked. He sighed and reached around her throat. He was going to strangle her!

    The lock holding her collar in place snapped open. She lifted her hand to her throat, rubbing it. He watched her, his mouth open. His eyes drifted to her lips. She knew suddenly without a doubt that he was going to kiss her.

    Her first kiss.

    He lowered his dark head and pressed his lips into hers. His lips were warm and softer than she'd thought a man's lips would be... he slanted his mouth over hers insistently, sliding his tongue between her lips. She gasped and tried to pull back.

    The Prince groaned and lifted his head.

    "Don't."

    She closed her eyes as he kissed her again. Warmth was spiraling through her body as his tongue pushed into her mouth, tangling with her own, stroking her firmly.

    Oh god... she felt like her body was on fire.

    He pulled her against him, her chest slamming into his, her breasts smashing up against his shirt. He moaned again and the kiss deepened. She felt his body on her, and something pressing against her stomach. Something big and hard.

    She twisted away from him, before she realized what she was doing. He was panting, staring at her, anger and need darkening his face. Her hand flew to her mouth.

    Oh god, what had she done?

    He strode away from her, his hand reaching for the door.

    "Wait-"

    He stopped.

    "Please-"

    Had she just signed her family's
      death warrants? She had to try and stop him- she had to-

    He turned and looked at her, waiting.

    "I was just surprised. I didn't- I don't know what I'm supposed to do."

    His eyes searched her face, wanting to believe her. He sighed and closed his eyes. His hand dropped from the doorknob. She swallowed convulsively, feeling like she might faint. He was watching her again.

    "It's not your fault."

    Her eyes flew to his face.

    "I know this is all very strange for you. Can you try to- trust me?"

    She stared at him, then at the ground, nodding jerkily. He walked back over to her and held out his hand. She put her hand inside his. It was so warm, so much bigger than hers. She took a deep breath and lifted her eyes to his. He smiled at her warmly. Perhaps Sephina was right... perhaps he didn't hate her after all...

    "Come."

    He led her to the pillows in front of the fire. There was a white satin blanket covering the plush wool rug. She lowered herself down beside him, letting him pull her back into his arms. They stared into the fire together. He was giving her time she realized. A strange feeling was rising in her throat. He was trying to be kind.

    "Do you have any idea how long I've waited for you?"

    She shook her head softly, his warm breath tickling her ear.

    His shifted his body closer to hers, pulling her against his chest. His hands wandered up and down her body, just shy of her breasts. She moaned softly, surprised by how good it felt.

    "Too long."

    His low voice sent a thrill through her body. She wanted his hands to stop moving, to close over her breasts. Oh.... she was so confused as her body and her mind seemed to battle.

    "Hmmmm..."

    He murmured against her neck as his hands finally closed over her breasts. Her nipples soaked up the warmth, poking the palms of his hands. Oh god, it felt so good. She never wanted it to stop...

    He was rocking his groin against her hips slowly as he kneaded her breasts, his lips nibbling at her throat. Waves of sensation washed through her

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