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Grandmas into smut are my favorite kind of grandmas. Hmm, I wonder if my grandma is into smut?
“What are you doing?” he asks, irritated. “My nipples. I think they fell off. Do you see them?”
And if I’m honest, seeing how vulnerable she is, how despondent, it feels like . . . a fracture is forming. A fracture in where my loyalty rests. I want to protect her.
“You matter most, Lilly. Even if you decide you don’t want to be part of the royal life and you go back to Miami, until that time has come . . . you . . . matter . . . most.”
“Don’t look at me like that.” “Like what?”
In a low, commanding voice, he says, “Like if I gave you the chance, you would drop to your knees and swallow my come.”
Dear God. Keller isn’t just a grump. He’s a sexy, dirty grump . . . the best kind.
“I think your life is in Miami, but your soul rests among the moss and lava rock. You belong here, Lilly.”
“You think I’m beautiful, Keller?” Yes. But not just beautiful. Breathtaking. Extraordinary beauty that stops you in your tracks and forces you to stare. A beauty so strong that it can take down even the strongest of men to their knees.
“I take what I want, when I want it. And if my wife dares disobey me, there will be consequences.”
“Are you telling me, by being alone with you, you won’t be stealing my virtue?” He pushes off the stone wall and goes back to his pushups. After the second one, he says, “Trust me, Lilly. If I were stealing your virtue, you would fucking know I was.”
I started to fall asleep during the political protocol talk only for him to slap the table with his bear-like hand and startle the shit out of me.
“Please, Keller.” She shakes me. “Just share with me, you black-souled hottie.”
I was born a protector; it’s in my blood. When a woman puts her trust in my hands, I’ll never break that trust, I’ll hold it close to me and cherish it. That goes for inside the bedroom and outside of the bedroom.”
Her eyes plead with me. Fuck. How does she already have that kind of control over me where I can’t say no?
“Do you . . .” She bites her bottom lip and then asks, “Do you want to lie down with me?” Yes. I want you to continue to stroke my heart. Stare into your eyes. Feel your comforting warmth. Get lost in it. I want to replicate that embrace, but in your bed, our limbs tangled together. Because . . . because I think I fucking like you, and I have no idea how to deal with those emotions.
“Guess what, Lilly. You’ve been under my goddamn skin since the moment you showed up at the Moxy in that dress. You don’t have to keep trying, you’re there. You’re buried in my goddamn veins, pumping my blood, causing me to go fucking crazy in my head because I’ve never wanted to fuck a woman as much as I want to fuck you.”
“Because once you’re in my bed, I won’t be able to let you out. Because I have less than two fucking months to get you ready to be a queen. Because when it comes down to it, there’s royalty in your blood, not in mine.”
“So, if I do decide to go back to Miami, would you at least write me back if I wrote you?” “In my head, I want to say no, because a clean break would be best, but I know, deep in my soul, I’d never be able to fully walk away. I’d write you back.” “Good, because I wouldn’t be able to fully walk away either.”
His arm loops around my stomach and he quietly says, “You know if it was my choice, I’d have it this way.” His hand slips under my shirt and his warm palm presses against my stomach. “I’d spend the night, right here, holding you close to me, making sure nothing, not even a nightmare, hurts you.”
“Never in my entire life, have I ever had someone treat me the way you do. You’re the knight I never knew I needed. You offer me safety and solace. Just being in your arms makes me feel more comfortable than anywhere else on this planet. And I don’t know what to do about it other than show you how it makes me feel.”
“I’m demanding.” He moves me faster over his lap. “I won’t always give you what you want, and I take everything I need. I’ll control you. I’ll possess you. I’ll make it so if you ever leave my bed, you’ll never be satisfied by anyone else.”
“Let’s get one thing straight right fucking now,” I say, breathing heavily. “You might be a future queen, but when it comes to the bedroom, I’m your goddamn king. Got it?”
“No one else fucking touches you, from here on out. Got it? Even if you don’t stay here, you’re mine.”
“You’re precious to me, therefore, I will be as careful as I fucking want. Do you understand?”
“I keep that pretty close to my chest,” he says and then leans forward, trailing his lips along my cheek. “But you’ve snuck inside my bones, and it doesn’t seem as though I can shake you.”
“I’m taking the crown. It doesn’t end with King Theo. And I’ll provide enough heirs to continue the legacy and show them how amazing this country is. Teach them to learn to love it, as you’ve taught me.”
“Jesus, fuck!” Keller yells as he holds on to—what I like to call—the oh my God handle of the car.
“I can’t . . . I can’t have anything happen to you, Lilly. It’ll fucking destroy me.
“I already lost my parents. I can’t lose you as well.”
“Lilly.” His voice is distraught. When I look him in the eyes, he says, “I . . . fuck, I shouldn’t say this, not like this, but I need you to know . . . I need you to understand how much I care for you.” My heart hammers, pounding so hard my pulse feels like fire in my veins. “Say it.” He wets his lips again and looks me in the eyes. “I . . . I love you, Lilly.”
Theo sets his cane down and says, “So, you and Lilly.” “Yes.” I shift uncomfortably. “Did that happen after our conversation when I told you to comfort her?” I shift again. “Yes.” “Uh-huh, comforted her a little much there?” he teases,
So, does that mean you’ll try to win her back?” “Until my dying day, I will fucking try because I won’t be whole without her.”
There is no way to explain, This burning, merciless feeling, Biting through my bones. It eclipses my thoughts, It burrows into my veins, A cataclysmic force so strong, I can’t breathe. I need you. I broke us. It’s broken me.
“This is called My First and Only Love, inspired by the place where I fell in love off the coast of the southern peninsula. I’ve never felt a love as fierce, as powerful, as for the woman who captured my heart. I wanted to express the devotion I have for her through art.” My heart is hammering so hard I can barely hear Keller over the roar. “It’s . . . it’s breathtaking,” I say. He nods. “Just like the love of my life.”
he lifts my chin and looks me in the eyes. “Forever mine?” “Forever yours . . . my King.” He smirks and presses another kiss to my lips,
