Felix and the Prince (Forever Wilde, #2)

by Lucy Lennox

I hadn’t had anal sex in ages. I’d probably revirginated in the time since I’d last had it.

The sight of him happy and relaxed caught me around the ribs like a boa constrictor. That was my heart right there, and it was walking around free as if it didn’t belong in the center of my chest.

“I love you,” he said. “Of all the vows I spoke during my coronation mass and all the promises I made to the people of Liorland in my speech, do not doubt that those three words I say to you now are the most important ones I said today. Do you understand?”

“Sweetheart, stop blaming yourself for another adult’s behavior,”