Risking the Crown (The Crown 2)

Nic took my knees wider. I was fully spread with my hips lifted in the air. He stuffed one more pillow underneath me. I watched in awe as he sucked on two of his fingers. I started to tense, but he shook his head. I knew exactly where those fingers were going.

“Keep your legs spread, princess,” he coaxed. “I need to finger fuck your little ass and I can’t do that if you close your knees.”

I nodded, waiting with anticipation for the moment his fingers would breach that forbidden zone. His wet fingers began a gentle probe before they plunged deep inside my rosebud.

“Ohh shit,” I screamed.

“Shh,” Nic warned. “And don’t you dare stop playing with yourself. You move your fingers and I’ll move mine.”

I didn’t want that. I loved exactly where his fingers were. My muscles started to adjust and he slid in and out, countering the thrusts from his cock. It was intense and powerful. I found a rhythm and eased into the sensuality of how we were completely connected this way.

“So fucking sexy,” he growled.

I strummed my clit harder. He shadowed my moves with his fingers. My orgasm was within reach. I began to circle my bud and Nic started swirling his fingers in a circle at my ass.

“Oh holy shit,” I whispered. “I can’t, Nic. Oh God. I can’t stay quiet.”

But I was lost. I played hard on the nub as he matched my pace, easing his fingers in and out. All this time my knees had fallen wide open and he was driving deep in my pussy. My body was on fire, spiraling, heated and ready.

“Oh I’m going to come,” I cried.

“Me too. Oh fuck,” he grunted.

And I felt the climax wrap us in a ravishing blaze. The lust in Nic’s eyes turned to complete adoration as he pumped his release deep inside me. I clutched and gripped at him, wanting to savor every drop. We were in our own world. A haze we had made together, while we were focused on making a baby.

He shuddered one last time and groaned.

“Holy shit, that was intense.”

I smiled. “Baby intense?”

He grinned. “Yes. Baby intense. Call me crazy, but I think you’re already pregnant princess. That was only an insurance policy.”

I giggled. “I will continue to call you crazy, but there’s just no way.”

But after what we had just experienced together, I realized the window of me not being pregnant was rapidly closing. Nic was on a mission. It was going to happen sooner than later.

He readjusted the pillows and pulled me under the covers with him. His body was warm with sweat. I kissed his chest, smiling at the saltiness of his skin.

“I don’t know what’s going to happen when we land.” He placed a kiss on my forehead. “But we’re in this together. No matter what. I love you.”

I ran my hands over his heart. “I love you too.” My eyes were suddenly heavy. I didn’t know how long I could keep them open. The lull of the jet made me sleepy.

My body was soothed and satisfied. The man of my dreams was holding me. And he wanted me to have his baby.

27

Dominic

South Carolina was hot as shit. I held Kenley’s hand as we descended the stairs to the tarmac. It didn’t look like the local sheriff’s office had followed all her requests. There were a few cars parked near the gates with lights flashing.

I smiled and waved and we ducked into a leased black car. I was pleased there wasn’t a mob of reporters. So far, we were flying under the radar. I needed it to stay that way.

I had never been to my sister-in-law’s home state. My U.S. trips were always the heavy hitting cities: New York, Los Angeles, Chicago, and I’d tried Dallas.

The speaker crackled. “I have the itinerary for the trip, Your highness. It says I’m driving you and Miss DuBois to a home address? Would you rather go to the residence first?”

“No. The itinerary is correct, Kurtis. Please take me there now.”