Chapter 18

Callum

“I’m going to kill him.”

Flora paces the cottage from one room to another, texting Torben and getting no answer.

The Favored Prince has been missing for days, and Flora is beside herself.

I’ve never seen her like this.

And I don’t blame her. Torben really should text her back.

“No, I’m not going to kill him right away. First, I’ll tell him what it feels like to have your sibling disappear without knowing their whereabouts.”

Her boots are cutting a trail in the floor, and I can’t stand it anymore.

I stand in front of her and take her by the shoulders.

“I don’t know what everyone is fussing about. He said he wanted to go to America to find his bride,” I tell her calmly. Her shoulders are stiff, and I massage them while I talk.

“But there is protocol for that sort of travel. He’s supposed to let the staff plan all of that. He can’t go without security measures,” she says.

I run my thumb over her lips, hoping to distract her from her racing thoughts. “You disappear without security all the time.”

Her brow furrows. “Not as much as I used to. I steal an hour here and there when Uther is occupied by urgent tasks from the queen, and even then his replacements are trained by him. It’s very annoying.”

I laugh and press a kiss to her lips. “Can you empathize with your brother’s desire to do things on his own terms?”

She pouts. “Yes. And don’t think you will distract me from being mad about my brother.”

“I wouldn’t dream of it. Look at what all your anxiety has produced for me in the last few days.”

Flora glances around at the new rugs, furniture, the curtains, and the fresh coat of paint.

“The place needed freshening up,” she says, then shifts her focus back to me. Hey, do you have any other projects for me?”

I smooth her hair down and her eyelids flutter. Good. Now we’re getting somewhere.

“I do not. But I have an idea of how I can keep you occupied until your brother decides to surface again.”

Flora licks her lips. “You’re being very naughty, gamekeeper.”

“I’m always thinking naughty thoughts around you.” I reach down between us to move my cock, straining to be set free.

“How naughty?”

“So naughty I want to lift up your sports bra and lick the sweat off your underboob.”

Flora laughs, trembling in my arms. “You wouldn’t.”

Without taking my eyes off her, I reach under her top and unzip the godawful bra. I dip my head down and feel the heat of her body against my cheeks, and run my tongue over the exact spot I said I would.

She moans softly, working her fingers through my hair.

“Stop, you’re making me wet with your mouth.”

“You don’t want me to stop.”

“You’re right.”

She removes her top, along with her bra, and I take one nipple into my mouth, working the tip into a stiff peak.

Meanwhile, I stroke one hand over her warm pussy, damp and sweaty through her workout pants.

“Callum,” she gasps, her hands tugging at the waistband of my trousers.

I let her lift my cock free of my trousers.

Growling, I hoist her up until her thighs wrap around me, and I walk us over to my brand-new sofa.

She lies back, and I tug her leggings down and toss them aside before ridding myself of my trousers. Both of us are sweaty, me from work. Her, from running with Uther.

The thought of that man sends me into a tailspin.

I thrust my face between her legs, taking her hot, sweaty cunt with my greedy mouth.

“Mine…my princess…”

“All yours,” she whispers.

I growl against her pussy as I work myself over with my fist. Her fingers tug at my hair, egging me on.

Before long, her fleshy thighs tremble where they grip my shoulders, her heels digging into my back.

Flora explodes around me, but I keep going, wringing everything out of her.

“Fuck me, Callum. Darling, please…”

The way she begs will be the end of me. I move over my princess and push my aching cock into her, letting her take it rough as her nails dig into my back.

She bites my shoulder. I leave a mark on her pretty breast.

Her dazed smile pushes me onward, and I fuck her hard and deep.

“Flora!” I roar her name on a deep thrust, punctuating my release.

I explode into her as her muscles grip me tight.

“You’re so good to me, Callum.”

“This only gets better the day I marry you, Flora.”

She pulls me down for a kiss. “Nothing was the same since you kissed me in the cave. Remember that day? You shifted my whole world. I always knew I liked you. That was the day I knew I could fall in love.”

Closer. Inch by inch. We’ll get there.

“I’ll love you forever, sweetheart,” I tell her.

Her lips are soft and warm on mine like the day we first kissed.