Page 81 of Stolen Princess

I mean, I don’t have anything to compare it to, but I have to imagine this isn’t the typical thing. Killing people and going on the run and thieving and discovering you’re a stolen princess aren’t typically what you read about. At least I haven’t.

I don’t want to hold back. I don’t want to regret it, even if it hurts when it’s over.

He wasn’t kidding about the path. We’re thousands of meters above the ocean, and the way down is jagged and sharp. At first, we’re mining our way through brush and rock, but about an hour into the journey, I get my first glimpse of the water and audibly gasp.

The deep blue surface is rippled and sharp as it sparkles with a million reflective diamonds. Ships of all sizes dot its surface, and in the distance are masses of land that shoot straight up and are capped with green. The wind is different up here, carrying a current that matches the waves as it rolls in and crashes to the shore in a white, frothy mess a hundred meters straight below us.

“Ferrin.” I leave it there. My voice is barely a whisper, and it’s a miracle he can hear it since it’s instantly carried off on the wind that’s whipping around us. Tears prickle my eyes, and I can’t make myself move. A clicking sound pulls me away, and I find Ferrin holding his phone up toward me. “What was that?”

He shakes his head. “Nothing. You want more time?”

“No. I want to be in it.”

“Then let’s go.”

We don’t rush it despite the fact that I’m anxious to. It’s slow-moving and dangerous, and I slip at least a half-dozen times as does he. Thankfully, neither of us plummets to our deaths, but once we reach a random, ancient-appearing staircase that looks like it was an attempt to build a path up before they gave up on it, the last ten meters get easier. We hit the coarse sand, and I kick off my shoes so I can feel it with my feet. The swath of beach isn’t that wide and is bracketed in by more tall cliffs, but it’s deep with an almost cave-like overhang that cuts into the rock about thirty meters from the waves.

“How on earth did you find this place?”

“It was luck. I was running from the police and came down here. I hid out for three days. It was amazing.”

“Thief,” I tease.

“Princess,” he throws back at me.

“How alone are we?” I ask.

Ferrin drops our stuff near the cave and spreads his arms wide. “Do you see anyone else here?”

“Good.”

I rip off my top, followed by my shorts. I hear a sharp intake of breath behind me, and I tuck in my smile as I unhook my bra and scoot out of my panties.

“What are you doing?”

“My bathing suit is too far away.” I race toward the water only to hold up as I reach it. The waves take over and come to greet me, rushing over my feet and kicking up my legs. I shriek at the cold, but it turns into an excited squeal and laugh.

More clicks behind me, but as I turn around, all I see is Ferrin taking off his shirt. It’s a hell of a site. One that has me turning my back on the ocean I’ve been dreaming about my entire life. I don’t care that I’m standing here naked. I don’t care that sunshine is all over me along with his eyes that haven’t strayed even as he strips out of his clothes.

I take a step back, then another. The water is cold but not intolerable, and with the sun heating my skin, it’s wonderfully pleasant.

“Shorts next, Ferrin,” I tell him and wave a finger at them.

“I was getting there.”

“You stopped.”

“I was admiring the view.” But his hand goes to his button and fly, and his shorts and briefs hit the sand. I lick my lips and lower myself to my knees. His eyes smolder, turning black, and he hisses something under his breath.

I shudder and shake as the water splashes over me, hitting my back and wetting my hair. But the fire in his eyes and the way his cock hardens make my clit pulse and my body heat hotter than the sun.

He strokes himself, and holy shit, that’s so fucking hot. His muscles, ink, and hard cock are the sexiest things ever. I’m drunk on him. High on all of this.

I crook a finger at him, and he smirks.

“Darlin, you sure? I’m not gentle.”

“I can take it. You’ll teach me how.”