“What is that?”
“We’re leaving the party,” I whispered.
“But I thought …”
I silenced her with another kiss. “Malcom will announce that we’re leaving and then I’m taking you upstairs.” If I had learned anything tonight, it was that time was fleeting. I didn’t want to waste a second of it arguing about someone else’s life when we had an enchanted future ahead of us, and a bed that was calling her name.
“Everyone will know what we’re doing.” She blushed.
I grabbed her ass, and squeezed it as we walked into the ballroom, slipping back into the crowd. I leaned to her ear. “After tonight, no one is going to doubt us again.”
Thirty-Four
Molly
The doors to Damon’s bedroom burst open as he kissed me, kicking them out of our way. His hands tangled in my hair. I groaned as his tongue plunged inside my mouth.
“There’s too much of this fucking dress,” he growled, untying the ribbon at my neck.
The straps fell, exposing my breasts. He licked the nipple before sucking my tit between his hot lips.
“Oh shit.” I pressed his head to my breast.
“Everyone in that ballroom knew one thing tonight.” He kissed and nipped at my other nipple. “You’re mine.”
I nodded. “Yes.”
He pushed the remainder of the dress over my hips. I stepped out of it, leaving a pillow of silk on the floor. I leaned to loosen the straps on the heels.
“No. Leave them,” he ordered.
I gulped.
“I’m fucking you with those on.”
I reached for his jacket. He had more layers than I did. I worked the tie under the collar, while he dropped the royal pants to his ankles. I admired every inch of his sculpted body. I could kiss him and touch him all night.
His boxer briefs were the last to go as I shrugged them over his massive cock.
His eyes lit with lust as I lowered to my knees to take him in my mouth. It was gorgeous. Solid and strong, pulsing for me. My tongue flicked over the soft crown, savoring the dew before kissing along the thick vein.
As much as Damon liked to proclaim I was his, I knew he was just as much mine. That was the beauty of what our bodies had found together.
I opened my mouth as he pushed his shaft inside with a groan. “Fuck, love.”
My tongue swirled with control back and forth, making his hips jut forward. I reached around, grabbing his muscular ass. He sank to the back of my throat and my eyes closed in complete pleasure. I loved how he filled me. How my body reacted to him. How I could do things with him I couldn’t do with anyone else.
“You look so perfect like that.”
My eyes fluttered open and I caught his intense gaze. My core zinged with power. It tingled with electricity.
He pulled out, rubbing the crown over my lips. “Mmm.” I smiled softly. Lost in the feel of his silky skin.
I had waited for this night. Longed for it. Tonight, I wasn’t a guest visiting the king for a one-time fling. I was his. I belonged with him, in this bed. Our bed.
He lifted me from my knees, spinning me toward the sheets. I landed on my stomach.
“How many ways do you want me to fuck you, Molly?” His voice was low in my ear.