Chapter 18

Nicholas didn’t care what kind of excuses she came up with, he was taking her to his bed, so he could fuck her brains out. Something about her called to him, making him crazy with want, and need for her. The same could be said for his brother too, but Xavier wasn’t here now. It was just the two of them.

When he had woken up in that hotel room alone, that fateful morning, he had vowed that he would find her and fuck her out of his system.

Now, he wasn’t sure whether she was getting out or burrowing much, much deeper into him, the longer he spent time being inside of her.

It was really difficult keeping his hands to himself whenever she was around, and the fact that his brother wanted her too, just as much as he did her, should have turned him off. But the fact that she responded to the both of them, only made him want her more.

He didn’t give a shit if his bed got wet, nothing was going to get in the way of him claiming her again.

“But what about—”

He dropped her on the bed, and followed her down, silencing her with a kiss. He didn’t care who barged in on them now, well, he did. Because he would be royally pissed if someone interrupted him, while his dick was extremely and uncomfortably hard. Except if it was Xavier, then he could join them. Anyone else, could fuck off for all he cared.

He raised his head to stare at her, watching her with hooded eyes as her hands touched the silky sheets, caressing the fabric as though she was imagining it to be him. He licked his lips, her body too tempting to not look at.

He leaned down and pressed his face in her neck, leaving a trail of kisses. Her gasps turned him on so much it made his dick grow even harder against her thighs.

He couldn’t stop his hands from grasping her, slithering down to her ass, cupping it, and squeezing hard.

Her moans were like music to his ears, and in a moment of pure lust, he flipped her over on her belly. He hushed her squeal with a few kisses to the back of her neck, making her back arch against his dick as it settled between her legs. He grasped her firmly, spreading her and pushing the tip inside. Her mouth opened wide as he plunged into her deeply, letting her feel just how badly he wanted her.

“Can you feel how hard you make me?” he groaned into her ears as he ravaged her.

She could barely keep her eyes open, as he thrust into her hard, making her mewl with pleasure. He grabbed a fistful of her hair and pulled hard, making it tilt upward so he could kiss her neck.

“Mine,” he growled into her ear.

She didn’t seem to mind his declaration, it only made her pussy get wetter. It made it quite impossible for him to control himself, making him thrust into her harder and harder.

Their bodies collided with passion; drops of sweat mixing with water as they struggled to resist their own needs. Her heat clashed with his in equal fervor, her body trembling underneath him as he fucked her raw.

His hand dived between her legs so he could fondle her again, wanting to feel every ounce of her explode before he did.

“Are you going to come for me again?” he whispered into her ear. “Or do you need Xavier here also, to do that?”

She sucked in a breath as he buried himself deep inside her, “Yes, fuck yes,” she moaned. What she was saying yes to, Adriana didn’t know. All she knew was that she needed to come.

He fingered her harder while also ramming into her, and he could tell from the way her eyes rolled into the back of her head that she was close. Her pussy tightened around his dick, and he stopped flicking her clit, to give her butt a hard slap. The ripples that followed felt so goddamn good that he came too, howling out loud as he filled her up to the brim with his cum.

But he was not sated yet.

Pulling out, he flipped her over again and kept rubbing his dick, wanting every last drop to land on her. He had no idea why, but felt the sudden urge to mark her as his own, so he did.

With one hand, he held her legs open, digging his nails into her skin while he furiously jerked himself off with the other. She was panting, her hands firmly clenching the sheets as her orgasm subsided.

Just that look of utter pleasure in her eyes was enough to set him off again. “Fuck,” he groaned, overcome by his own lust.

Another jet of cum shot from his cock, landing right on top of her pussy, her belly, and her tits. Nothing was spared, and he kept going until her entire body was covered.

When he was sated, he swiped his dick on her pussy and shoved it back in once more for good measure.

Panting, he lowered himself on top of her again, pressing sweet kisses to her lips. He kept going, until her lips parted, gracing him with that beautiful smile of hers again. He was seconds away from confessing his love for her, which wasn’t true, because he wasn’t in love with her right? Love wasn’t part of the concept of being the crown prince, neither was it part of being a king. It was just sex between them, and maybe a deeper attraction, but it was most definitely not love.

But, he loved the way she looked right now—naked, curled up underneath him, right where she belonged. With him, and Xavier, by their sides.

He didn’t want her to go anywhere, he wanted her to stay. However long she could. Just for now, or maybe forever. Would she?

The concept scared him, because he had never felt about any woman the way he did Adriana.

Normally, he would get them dressed as quickly as possible and hurry them out the back door, the minute he had his pleasure. And he never went for the same pussy twice. But with Adriana, he found himself going back for more and more.

With her, it was different, special even. She was not like the other girls. The first time they had met, she hadn’t known that he was a prince, and even when she did, she hadn’t treated him like the others did. She didn’t want him for being royalty, she wanted him, wanted them for them.

“Stay with me,” he whispered, staring deeply into her eyes. “Stay with us.”

“What?” she muttered.

“You heard me,” he said with a smirk, twirling a strand of her hair with his finger. He wasn’t used to displaying his emotions, especially with women, but Adriana did something to him, changed him into someone he wasn’t. Although, he wasn’t sure whether it was a good change or a bad one.

“Wait, what? No. We can’t. I mean, I’m your designer. And you’re both princes.” She almost swallowed the last word as though she found it hard to admit.

“So?” he replied, caressing her face. “I don’t care, and I know that Xavier doesn’t. We want you. And I’m not proposing that we get married now Blue, I’m just asking you to stay. Although, maybe sometime down the road.”

Her cheeks glowed red like a strawberry again. “You don’t mean that.”

“Why would I lie?” he said, frowning.

She pushed him off of her, and sat up, grabbing the sheets to cover herself up. “I’m not a toy, Nick. Don’t play with my heart.”

“I’m not,” he said, crawling up too, but she moved away as he did. “And I never said you were. I know that Xavi would want the same thing too.”

“Oh God.” She buried her face between her hands. “What did we just do?”

“We had sex,” he mused, laughing a little. Glad for the change in subject. He wasn’t a coward, far from it. But when it came to the matters of the heart, then… yes, he was glad for the change in the topic of conversation. “And it was fucking fantastic, just like every fucking time.”

“Great,” she said, getting up from the bed.

“I keep giving in,” she groaned, muttering to herself.

Nicholas got down from the bed too, a frown marring his features. When he tried to grab her, she flinched away from him, as if he burned her.

“No, you don’t understand. I don’t want to be just another one of your conquests.”

“You’re not.”

“How many have you brought in here before?”

“Why do you want to know?” he taunted, crossing his arms over his chest.

“I don’t,” she said, shaking her head. “Never mind. The point is, I never wanted to be one of them.”

“You’re not.” He grabbed her hand. “You’re special to me.”

“You probably say that to all of them.”

“No, I don’t. And to answer your question, none. No one has slept on my bed with me, besides you.”

“Really?” her eyes widened up with disbelief.

“Yes, really.” He pulled her back toward the bed with both hands. “I like you. More than just any girl.”

He dropped her down on the bed, and the sheets slowly dropped back onto the bed too. The way she sucked on her bottom lip made him want to kiss her again. But he knew that she would probably turn her head, if he did.

He questioned himself about why he was attracted to her, in a capacity that went far beyond sex. For Xavi, he could understand; she was sassy, quick-witted, intelligent, and amazing. But for him, he didn’t understand.

Was it the fact that she didn’t bow down to him like others did, except when they were in the bedroom? Or was it because she didn’t treat him like a prince, and treated him like he was just another person?

As they were sitting here on his soaked bed, completely naked, that spark between them was undeniable. So with his thumb and index finger, he reached for her face and kissed her again, to let his lips tell her what he couldn’t say with words.

Right when someone barged into the room.

Her eyes burst open, and he released her chin from his grasp.

She squealed and drew the covers to herself, covering her nakedness, while his eyes drew toward the door in rage, his lips parting on a gasp, as he stared at the interloper.

It was Natalia.

His fiancée.

Fuck!