You and Eris both take a few moments to clean yourselves up and adjust your clothing. Once you're both presentable, he helps you off the dresser, his hand resting possessively on your hip.
"I'll walk you back to your suite." he mutters, his thumb brushing over your bare skin, sending a shiver down your spine. "Before some maid finds that we have been in here too long."
You nod, silently agreeing with him. You don't want to be caught in this compromising position. He leads you out of the room, his hand still on your hip, guiding you silently through the quiet hallway.
You walk beside him, the only sound being the soft click of your shoes on the stone floor. As you walk, you glance up at him, studying his face. The anger and tension that was there earlier has faded, replaced with a more relaxed expression.
He must feel you watching him, because he glances down at you, a smirk playing at the corners of his lips. "What?" he asks, his voice tinged with amusement.
"Nothing." you reply, a smile tugging at your own lips. "I was just admiring you, that's all."
He laughs softly, the sound sending another shiver down your spine. "You were just admiring me, huh?" he teases, his smirk growing. "Is that code for checking me ou feel your cheeks heat up at his words, your heart rate speeding up again. "I might have been," you admit, your voice a little shaky. "You can't blame me, though. You're too hot to look away from."
He chuckles again, a low, rumbling sound. "That's dangerous talk, Princess," he murmurs, his hand tightening on your hip. "Careful, or your dirty mouth might get you another fucking and a slap on that pretty little ass of yours." He leans down to my ear as we walk.
Your cheeks flush even more as his words, heat pooling in your belly. "Is that supposed to scare me off or make me want it more?" you reply, trying to keep your voice even, despite the heat pooling between your legs again.
He laughs again, a wicked glint in his eyes. "Both, I suppose. You're too naughty for your own good, Princess." he says, his hand moving down to your ass, giving it a good squeeze.
You let out a gasp, your body automatically arching into his touch. "You know you love it." you reply saucily, leaning up to press a kiss to his jawline.
You both finally reach your suite, the door standing in front of you. Eris pauses, pulling you back against him, his hands running down your sides, sending sparks of heat through your body.
"Are you going to be okay in here, by yourself? Or do you want me to keep you company again." His lips brush your earlobe, his voice low and sultry.
You shiver at his words, your mind torn. Part of you yearns for his company, to feel his body against yours again. But the responsible part of you knows that it's risky, that you shouldn't get too reckless with your dalliances.
"No way! My parents are in that suite too, you know."
"So? I can be quiet." he murmurs, his lips still against your ear. His hands continue to caress your sides, his touch sending shivers down your spine.
You take a deep breath, forcibly pushing back the desire that's coursing through your veins. You know that you should say no, that you need to be responsible, but god it's hard when he's touching you like this.
"No," you mumble, the word coming out shakily. "I... I'll be fine. I need to sleep."
He lets out a low sigh, his hands pausing on your hips. "Are you sure?" he asks, nuzzling my neck gently. "I could keep you up all night, if you'd like."
You bite your lip, the temptation almost too much to resist. But you hold firm, knowing that if you give in, you'll just be starting something you can't finish.
"I'm sure." you say firmly, though your voice wavers slightly. "We can't keep doing this, especially not tonight. My parents are in the other room."
"Fine." he grumbles, his hands reluctantly leaving your body. "I'll go, if that's what you want." You can tell that he's not happy about it, but he knows that you're right. This isn't a night to take risks. "Can't wait for next week." he winks, "We'll be married."
The reminder of your impending wedding sends a thrill through you, mixing with a faint sense of nerves. You can't believe that it's actually happening, that you'll be marrying this infuriating, sexy man in just a few short days.
"I can't wait either." you admit, a smile tugging at the corners of your lips.
The reminder of your impending wedding sends a thrill through you, mixing with a faint sense of nerves. You can't believe that it's actually happening, that you'll be marrying this infuriating, sexy man in just a few short days.
He grins, obviously pleased with your response. "Sweet dreams, Princess." he whispers, his eyes darkening as they rake over your body. "Try not to dream about me too much...and if you do... make sure to get a good wank out of it." he teases, smirking down at you.
You feel yourself blushing furiously, your face heating up at his shameless comment. "You're awful!" you half-heartedly protest, swatting at his chest. "Go, before I change my mind and not marry you!"
He laughs, dodging your playful swat. "You wouldn't dare." he says, a cocky grin on his face. "You know you're already madly in love with me."
"Yeah, yeah," you mutter, rolling your eyes to try and hide the fact that he's not wrong. "But don't forget, you still are a cocky bastard with a huge ego. Didn't you used to throw dirt in my face when we were young?"
His grin widens as you bring up his less than stellar past behaviors, clearly enjoying the fact that you're teasing him.
"Hey, I was a kid then," he defends himself, lifting his hands in mock surrender. "I had to do something to get your attention. And you have to admit, it worked. Even if it meant trying to bully the shit out of you, even though now...I regret it."
You can't help but smile at his honest admission, the fact that he recognizes his past mistakes making you soften slightly.
"Apology accepted," you say, reaching out to playfully poke his chest with your finger. "But don't expect me to forget about it just because we're getting married." You walk to your door before taking a glance at Eris "Goodnight.
He smirks at your jab, his gaze warm and amused. "Goodnight." he responds, his voice low and velvety. He watches as you open your door, taking one more moment to look you up and down, his eyes lingering on your form. "Sweet dreams of me, okay princess?"
"I'll make sure they're extra sexy." you reply with a wink, just before shutting the door behind you. You hear his deep chuckle from the other side, his steps fading as he walks away.
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𝙱𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚁𝚘𝚢𝚊𝚕 𝚅𝚎𝚒𝚕
RomanceFrom your childhood, you have always harbored a strong dislike for Prince Eris Remming. He is the heir to the throne of Arkann, while you hold the title of princess in Solaria. The alliance between your two kingdoms was established long before your...