Dropping to his knees before her, he looked up with pleading eyes, begging to be allowed to touch. Adalia nodded softly, and the prince groaned as he looped his fingers around the top of her underwear, and dragged them down her hips so they, too, gathered at her feet. She stepped out of them, and Matthias gently grabbed her by her thighs. He took turns to kiss each one as he made his way towards the warmth between her legs.
Butterflies filled her stomach, and her knees began to shake.
He paused at her centre and looked up at her as he placed a gentle kiss on it. Adalia’s hips bucked at the feel of his lips against her. Grasping his head, she held him there as he explored her entrance with his tongue, her breath coming in short gasps.
Adalia’s head fell back as pleasure pulsed through her body—her legs threatening to give way at any moment.
Never had she experienced love like this.
The prince pulled back and looked up at her once again.
“I have wanted to drop to my knees in front of you, completely at your mercy, since the moment I caught your gaze that very first time in my father’s throne room,” Matthias whispered against her skin.
Adalia trembled at his gaze, her breath catching in her throat. “Truly?”
Her husband nodded. “Your eyes were the most beautiful mix of colour I’d ever seen, and they beckoned to me. I couldn’t get you from my mind.”
Tears clouded her eyes once again. “You wanted me . . . even when I was covered in blood and dirt?”
Matthias grinned at her while he nipped at the skin on her thighs and hips. “Even then. You were the most beautiful creature I’d ever laid eyes on.”
As she felt her skin pebble from his touch, Adalia knew she was going to love this man forever.
“You were the most beautiful creature I’d ever laid eyes on, too,” Adalia whispered as she ran her fingers through his hair.
Matthias stood. Watching. Mapping her body with a look of hunger in his eyes.
“If you don’t kiss me right now, I will fear this is all a dream,” Adalia whispered.
Blue wings gently encased her as Matthias reached for her and brought his lips closer in a hungry kiss. Inked hands stole their way around her waist and down to squeeze her bare cheeks, causing heat to pool between her legs once again. Pulling her lips from his, Adalia placed her hands on Matthias’s chest.
“My turn.”
She lifted the hem of his shirt—a silent request—and Matthias pulled it over his broad shoulders. Adalia ran her hands over his muscled torso, tracing patterns with her fingertips.
Glancing up at him, she smiled as she reached for the belt around his hips. Unbuckling it, she pulled it free and dropped it to the ground. The prince’s eyes glittered with anticipation as she released the button and zipper that held his trousers together and pushed them down over his hips.
His hardened length sprang free, and Adalia swallowed nervously.
Standing before her, completely naked, was the most glorious male she’d ever seen. She’d never been with a man like this before, so she had no way of knowing what to expect. Whatever he was though—he was perfect for her.
“By the light, you’re perfect,” Adalia said softly.
A faint shade of red washed over his face, and Adalia smiled. Circling him, Adalia took in his muscular figure as she brushed her fingertips against his wings. Matthias let out a small moan, and she grinned.
She pressed kisses to his inked spine as her fingers danced along his lower back and over his backside—tracing patterns into his skin.
Adalia completed her circle and stood on tiptoes in front of him to press a tender kiss to his mouth.
“If you don’t let me have you right now, I fear I will lose my mind,” he softly growled.
“We can’t have that can we . . .?” walking to the bed, Adalia then turned, sat down on the edge and watched as the prince sauntered towards her.
“Are you ready for this?” the prince whispered.
Adalia leaned back, her palms flat against the cover, and took in his nakedness. Starting at his face, she trailed her eyes down his neck, over his torso to the v-shape that pointed down below. She swallowed when she took in the length of him.
Nodding shyly, she murmured, “Yes.”
