Page 147 of Caressed By Sin
She blinked.
“You are a princess, so I plan to build you a castle, even bigger than this one. And there will be a garden surrounding it. So big that Jade will be laughing and running through it for days.”
Her eyes watered. “I don’t need a castle, Azar. I just need you.”
“Good, wherever we live it will be in paradise and for the rest of our lives.” I leaned her way. “Do you accept that?”
Those captivating eyes never wavered. “I do.”
Then, that enticing mouth tilted up in a smile.
“Fatou, I want to make you my wife.”
“I’m. . .” She exhaled. “I’m ready. . .for that too.”
“And there is my fertility switch—”
“Azar, let’s just start with the idea of marriage first and—”
“Idea? It will happen.”
“Yes.”
“Soon.” A dark lustful growl left me. And then I captured that beautiful mouth.
The kiss was warm.
Long.
Slow.
Intoxicating.
The kiss was a promise of more to come. It was tender, gentle, and delicate. It was sweet and beautiful, like our love. I held her close, feeling each curve and each valley, each plane of her body against my chest, my arms and my groin.
I could taste the flavor of life, love, and happiness on her tongue.
I kissed her deeper, laying claim to every part of her body. And then the dark beast of my desires rose and took over.
The kiss shifted to raw, desperate hunger. It was no longer gentle, no longer tender.
Our tongues danced and dueled.
She moaned against my lips.
My cock stiffened.
I will never let you go.
Feeling my control slipping, I pressed my throbbing cock against her belly. At the contact, she moaned again and I felt the vibration all through me. I was starving for her taste, for the feel of her skin against mine, for the warmth of her body against mine. I needed her wetness. I had to have it.
When I finally pulled away, I saw that she was flushed, her lips were swollen, and her eyes were hazy.
She shivered.
“From now until forever, you will be my life, my world, myqueen.”
A tear left her eye. “Azar. . .I love you.”
