“More?” She all but yells. “There’s freaking more?”
“You’ve seen nothing yet.” I carry her in my arm and place my forehead against hers as the rain beats down on us. “You can take this as a good princess or fight it. It’s up to you.”
I whirl her around, and she squeals, her arms snaking around my neck in a steel hold like a child with someone they trust. And then she’s laughing and giggling so hard, I can’t help smiling back.
“Can’t you at least tell me what we’re doing afterwards?” She shouts between giggles.
“Do you really want to know?”
My lips find her neck and I suck on an unmarked spot in her collarbone until her breathing crackles.
“Once we’re done dancing in the rain, I will…”
“You will what?” The need in her tone makes me hard.
“I’ll fuck you in the shower, princess.”
Her pupils dilate and she swallows audibly as her body leans into mine.
A part of her might still fight me, but soon enough, she’ll learn that there’ll be no escaping my hold.
Uncle was right. I destroy everything.
But this is the first time I want to keep something instead of shattering it to pieces.
37
Astrid
It’s the queen who sacrifices herself for the king.
* * *
I’m panting as Levi and I throw on some clothes after stepping out of the shower.
And by some clothes, I mean he puts on black boxer briefs and I wear his team’s jersey.
That was… wow. Mind blowing is an understatement to describe what just happened in the bathroom.
I feel so used and pleased.
Give it to Levi to make me feel completely different emotions at the same time.
“Number ten never looked so damn good.” He drags his darkened eyes from my breasts to where the T-shirt reaches mid-thigh.
I pull my hair up. “Is that so?”
For the love of Vikings. Am I flirting with him right now?
“You know how it’d look better?”
“How?”
“On the floor.”
He reaches for me, but I duck out of his grasp, giggling.
I run down the hall, my bare feet slapping against the wooden flooring.