Claimed Princess (The Princess 3)

Carlos’s mom reaches over and grabs my hand. “I knew this day would come.”

I narrow my eyes at her, “You mean Carlos’s wedding?”

“Yes,” she says, and I grit my teeth a little. She sees it and laughs. “His wedding to you.”

“That why you were always trying to set him up?” I retort. I love her, but that crap still bugs me.

“I never tried to set him up. I just liked poking and telling him I was trying to so that he would finally come out and say what we all knew was happening.”

Carlo’s simply shakes his head at his mother’s confession. “I mean, really you, too.” She reaches out and cups my face with one hand. “You’ve been my daughter from the moment I met you. I saw my all-too-serious-all-the-time Carlos finally soften for the first time since his father passed. I knew then what you were. You were a light that lit this family back up. I knew you’d be the daughter I always wanted, the woman who gives me lots of grandbabies to chase after.”

My eyes well with tears for the millionth time today. “Maybe one day you’ll even call me mom.”

I lean up a little, kissing her on her cheek. “I love you, Mom,” I tell her, and watch her eyes water.

Carlos squeezes me a little tighter before his mom shocks us both. “Well, aren’t you going to get to work on those grandbabies or what?” My face flushes, and she winks at us before she gets up. “I can handle the party if you want to go,” she tells us as she departs.

“I might die of embarrassment,” I whisper to my king. “She knows we’re going to have sex.”

“Everyone in this room knows we are going to have sex, my queen,” he says, and my face reddens even more.

“You’re not helping.” I turn a little to look up at him. He’s looking down on me with a smile so big it takes my breath away for a moment. I lean up, and he brings his mouth down to mine, kissing me hard, and I can feel all the need he’s been holding back all day. He’s wanted to leave the reception since we got here.

“I’m ready if you are,” I tell him. He lets go of my waist for a second so I can stand. I look out into the room and see my brother spinning Giselle on the dance floor, both of them looking so happy.

“I should say goodbye to my brother. Maybe you should say sorry, as well, for punching him,” I tease, raising an eyebrow at Carlos.

“He would have done the same.” I look back at my brother and know that to be true. He’d do anything for his wife.

Our eyes meet, and he gives me a wink and Carlos a nod. “Besides, he already threatened to kill me if I ever make you cry again, so I think we’re square.”

“I’ll kill you if you ever make me cry again.”

“Yes, that’s pretty much how he said it.”

I throw my head back and laugh, and Carlos pulls me closer. “Hmm.” He nuzzles my neck. “Let me show you how all I’ll ever give you is love and pleasure, my queen. Though you might cry for me to stop by the time I’m done with you.”

Chapter Ten

Carlos

“What are you doing?” Heavenly whispers as I carry her out of the reception and down the hallway.

“Shh. I can’t wait,” I say as I open the first door I see.

It’s a linen closet that’s only big enough for the two of us. I step inside and close the door, then grab a broomstick and wedge it under the doorknob, sealing us in.

As soon as that’s done, my lips are on hers. I’m unbuckling my belt, and Heavenly is pulling up her dress, and our hands are anxious to be skin on skin.

“I can’t believe you’re going to take me for the first time in a closet,” Heavenly giggles as she wraps her legs around my waist.

“I’ve got a lifetime to make it up to you,” I grunt as I pull out my cock and press it to her wet opening.

We’ve spent days petting and teasing one another, and it’s all built up to now. This is what happens when I do the honorable thing and make both of us wait for me to have her.

“Fuck!” I nearly shout, and Heavenly puts a hand over my mouth as I thrust inside her in one long glide.

She tenses a little, and my eyes fly open to see if she’s okay. She’s biting her lip, but she smiles at me, and I talk with her hand over my mouth.

“Goddamn,” I mumble, trying to hold still.

She drops her hand away from my mouth and then tips her head back against a pile of linens. The sight of her is fucking unreal. She’s utter perfection, and I’ve spent my whole life trying to be good enough for her. The way her red hair is falling around her, and the way our bodies feel together… It’s like we were meant to be. It’s that simple and that easy. We were destined to be with one another.

“If you don’t move I’m going to scream,” she moans, and tightens her legs around my waist.

“Fuck!” I shout again as I pull out and then thrust into my new home.

This time, she doesn’t try to keep me quiet as I grip her hips and fuck her onto my cock. The feel of her sweet, velvety heat wrapped around me is almost more than I can stand, but I don’t want it to end.

“Shit,” I mutter, and bite my lip to keep from cumming.

“I never knew you had such a filthy mouth.” Heavenly leans forward and sucks my bottom lip into her mouth.

I growl and then turn, taking her to the floor of the closet. I pull at the top of her dress and free one of her breasts. I take a nipple in my mouth and suck on it hard, and I thrust in and out of her in a pounding rhythm.