“What…?” I trail off before realizing what he’s doing. I told him I’d sleep with him tonight over my dead body. I can’t help but giggle underneath him. “Still breathing,” he confirms, diving down for another ravenous kiss. “And oh, how alive you are against my fingertips.” “It hurts,” I moan into his open, welcoming mouth, clinging to his shoulders. “Don’t worry, Princess Aurora,” he growls, hot and velvety and alive against my skin. “I’ll make sure to rock your castle if it’s the last thing I do.”
