“Off,” I said, tugging at my own shirt. “Help me.”
He obeyed instantly. Pulled my shirt over my head and tossed it aside. His hands shook slightly as he reached for my bra clasp, and I found the tremor endearing. The big bad wolf, nervous to touch me. Alpha Prince of an entire kingdom and he was fumbling with a bra clasp. I’d never felt more powerful.
“I’ve missed you,” he admitted, fumbling slightly. “I don’t want to fight ever again. Fuck, Riley. Please never leave me again.”
“We’ve only been apart for a few hours at most.” I lifted an eyebrow.
“Too many.” The clasp gave. He slid the straps down my arms, and stared at me for a long moment, looking almost pained. “Worst fucking time of my life.”
He pushed me back onto the bed, covering my body with his. The weight of him, the heat of him, the feeling of his bare chest against mine, it was overwhelming in the best way. I arched up, pressing against him, and we both groaned at the contact.
His mouth trailed down my neck, leaving kisses and gentle bites in its wake. He reached my collarbone, lingered there, then moved lower. When his mouth found my breast, I gasped, my fingers digging into his shoulders.
“So sensitive here,” he murmured approvingly, his tongue circling my nipple. “I’ll remember that.”
“Caelan...”
“Shh.” He switched to the other breast, giving it the same attention, sucking and licking around my nipple, the skin growing pinker and pinker. “Let me learn you.”
I was panting, writhing under him, when I remembered...He was still wearing the blanket around his waist. That simply wouldn’t do. I reached down, yanked it free, and wrapped my hand around his hard cock.
Caelan made a wrecked sound. I’d destroyed him with one touch.
“Fuck... Riley...”
“This is for me,” I said, stroking him slowly. “All of this cock. Mine.”
“Yours.” His hips jerked into my fist, his voice dropping to a growl. “Only ever yours.”
He was so big, I still hadn’t gotten used to that. I stroked him again, watching his face, the way his jaw clenched, the way his eyes squeezed shut.
“Look at me,” I commanded. His eyes snapped open, burning with need. “Good boy.”
He groaned, broken, at the compliment. His hips thrust into my grip, desperate, and I felt a surge of power. It was dangerous, I could get addicted to command him like this. The Alpha Prince, completely at my mercy. I loved it.
I leaned back on the bed, pulling him with me, and that’s when I saw it. I froze completely, my gaze fixed on the front side of his upper thigh. What the actual-
“What is that?” I screeched, pushing him back to get a better look at his thigh and what was written there, in elegant, black script.
RILEY.
My fucking name was permanently tattooed on his body.
“You...” The words wouldn’t come. My brain had short-circuited. “YOU TATTOOED MY NAME ON YOUR THIGH?”
Caelan had the audacity to chuckle.
“Yes,” he said, completely unashamed. “I tattooed your name on my thigh.”
“When?!”
“A few weeks ago. Dom did it.”
“Weeks?!Dom?!” I was screeching again. Couldn’t help it. “The guys at the tattoo shopknowabout this?”
“They thought I was insane.” He was grinning now, that infuriating, beautiful grin. “They weren’t wrong.”
I stared at the tattoo. The script was elegant, flowing, positioned on the front of his upper thigh where he’d see it every single day. There was no fucking hiding this. Ever. A thought occurred to me.Thatwas why he’d used so many band-aids. Holy shit.
