Felix and the Prince (Forever Wilde 2)

The word started my engine, and I nudged him toward the large chair I’d had placed by the fire. His pants were still on, but he was naked from the waist up.

“As you wish, husband. But just so you know, it’s going to last way past midnight.”

“Prove it, big talker,” Felix teased. His bare skin was glowing golden in the candle and firelight. I couldn’t resist taking in my fill of the view for a beat.

“I got you something,” I murmured, reaching around for the wooden box I’d stashed there earlier.

Felix’s eyes lit up. “What is it?”

He pulled the lid open to find the colorful hourglass nestled inside. His eyes flashed up to mine. “It’s gorgeous!”

I pointed out the stained glass ornamentation along the delicate wooden frame of the hourglass.

“Calum made it to my specifications,” I explained. “It is actually calibrated to take an hour to empty and the most important part is what’s inside. Gadleigh sand.”

Felix’s eyes shimmered in the firelight. “Oh my god, Lio. You have no idea how much this means to me. That’s magical sand for glassmakers.”

“I know, baby. And it’s yours. You are now listed as the official royal resident of Gadleigh. That means you’re in charge of it as much as you want to be. Obviously your assistant or Mari and Bert can handle anything you don’t want to bother with, but to the extent you want to have a say in the glassworks or the property itself, consider it yours.”

He stared at the hourglass and then up at me again. “But Gadleigh’s your favorite.”

I felt light and joyful in a way I never had before meeting Felix Wilde.

“No. You’re my favorite. Wherever you are is my favorite. And the fact that Gadleigh’s history means so much to you, means a lot to me. I can’t wait to make more memories here with you. You taught me that Gadleigh glass is special because of the sand. Likewise, I feel like my life is now going to shine because of you.”

After carefully setting the hourglass down and flipping it over, he reached for my face to kiss me thoroughly.

“You ready to start making those memories now?” Felix’s tease came through in the twinkle of his eyes.

“Huh?” I asked, dazed from the scorching kiss. I remembered what I wanted to do to him and quickly fumbled my fingers at his waist until his pants were open and his breathing hitched.

“What are you doing to me?” Felix’s groan was husky and sexy as hell.

“King things,” I murmured, dropping a kiss on the tip of his exposed cock.

“Yeah, sucking,” he joked with a shaky breath as I moved back up to kiss him on the lips.

“Mm, lovemaking,” I said with a nibble to his earlobe.

He moaned. “Too much talking.” I could see the light of humor in Felix’s eyes and was secretly thrilled I had the privilege of loving that beautiful, sweet man for the rest of my life.

Seeing him laid out in front of the fire and hard for me was making my head spin. I wanted to make him fly.

“Your Highness?” Felix studied me as I stood there staring at him. He loved whipping out the honorific every now and then. He knew it sent all my blood rushing south.

I locked eyes with him and slowly, deliberately, knelt at his feet.

Felix’s face softened and he brought his hand up to cup my cheek. “My king,” he whispered.

I closed my eyes, leaning into his warm touch.

“And you’re mine.”