Page 106 of Wicked Princess (Knight's Ridge Empire 2)

My lips slam shut on instinct, keeping the words I want to say inside.

“What is it?” he asks, peppering kisses to my damp cheeks and licking up what’s left of my tears. “Tell me.”

“I know,” I say on a sigh. “I know that’s not just who you are. I see more, Seb. I think maybe I always have.”

His lips crash down on mine, his kiss violent as he attacks my mouth, showing me exactly what my words do to him.

His hands roam my body as our kiss deepens, until they come to a stop at the neck of my tank.

“Oh my God,” I gasp when the sound of ripping fabric cuts through our kissing and heaving breaths.

“Clothes are overrated, Hellion.”

His hand slips behind my back, releasing my bra and freeing my heavy breasts.

“Better. Much fucking better.”

This time when he dips his head, it’s in favor of my nipples.

Sucking one into his mouth, he rolls his tongue over the hard peak before making me cry out when his teeth sink into the sensitive flesh.

“You love it when I hurt you though, don’t you, Hellion?”

“You know I do,” I moan, watching him kiss down my belly, or more specifically over my scar.

“Seb,” I moan as his tongue gently laps at my sensitive skin. “I need—”

“I know what you need, baby.” He lifts his head, holding my eyes captive. “Trust me?”

For the first time, I nod. “Y-yeah. I do.”

His smile is so fucking wide, but I only get the briefest second to admire it before he looks down, getting to work at ridding me of the rest of my clothing.

The second he’s ripped my panties from me—literally—and then stuffed them under his pillow to add to his collection, he pushes my legs wide and stares down at my aching pussy.

“I’m fucking addicted, Hellion. I’ll never get enough of this.”

Dropping to his knees, he trails kisses up the inside of my leg, brushing his lips over my own brand.

“It’s healing,” he murmurs, although more to himself than me. “Might need to make these more permanent.”

“What are you suggesting?”

“I’ve got a few ideas, baby.” His eyes flash with wicked excitement, but I don’t get a chance to question him, to find out if he’s thinking the same things that I am, because his fingers part me and his mouth locks onto my clit.

“Seb,” I scream, my fingers threading through his hair, dragging him closer as he begins lapping at me.

My legs tremble as he slides two fingers inside me, curling them in a way that ensures he hits the spot I’m desperate for.

“Come for me, Hellion,” he growls, the vibration of his deep voice doing crazy things to my body.

He pushes another finger inside me, stretching me wide open, and with one almost too hard suck on my clit, I fall into the most delicious pleasure.

My entire body trembles with the strength of it, my eyes squeezing tight as I ride out every wave.

“Oh my God,” I pant as he drops a kiss to my clit before pulling out of me and crawling up my body.

“Not God, baby. The devil, remember?” he rumbles, his grin as dark as the devil himself.