Chapter 12: Hesitant Confessions

Samantha's POV

I was lost in thought, gazing at the night sky from my chamber window, when I felt something soft touch my bare back.

I gasped with a smile, already knowing who it was. "I bet you're thinking of me," Maddox said, making me giggle foolishly.

"Reading my thoughts now, my king?" I glanced at him sideways; he held a sprig of red rose in his hand, and now he was sliding the petals up my back and shoulders, sending pleasant shivers through me.

His hand rested on my waist, the thin silk fabric of my nightgown allowing me to feel the warmth of his touch without much hindrance. "I can hear your heart pounding with love, I can hear your pheromones filling the room, I can feel your heat..." he whispered in my ear, his lips brushing the nape of my ear.

"For the fairest, the one who never leaves my thoughts." He handed me the bouquet of red roses, leaving me enchanted.

"I'm flattered if you think of me," I joked, sniffing the flower.

"Want to know what I think of you?" His hands gripped my waist more firmly now. It was clear just by how his hands held me how much he wanted me.

"Oh, yes. I'd even pay to hear your thoughts, my king," I gasped, arching my back slightly from his touch.

He was sniffing and brushing my neck and shoulders with the tip of his nose. "My beauty, you don't need to read my thoughts, because I'm in a hurry to tell you how much I want you."

I turned to him, my heart pounding rapidly, our noses touching. "Then have me, my alpha..."

When he kissed me, I wanted it to last forever. The kiss grew deeper and deeper, his silky tongue craving more and more contact with mine.

His fingers pulled the thin strap of my dress down, the garment fell silently, the cool breeze kissed my naked body, but I didn't feel cold because he was embracing me, pulling me closer to his arms until I sank into him, until I merged with him.

The bed was like a mattress made of clouds, as if I were in the heaven of pleasure, in the alpha's arms everything began to make sense, in his arms I felt complete.

I was lost in thought, gazing at the night sky from my chamber window, when I felt something soft touch my bare back.

I gasped with a smile, already knowing who it was. "I bet you're thinking of me," Maddox said, making me giggle foolishly.

"Reading my thoughts now, my king?" I glanced at him sideways; he held a sprig of red rose in his hand, and now he was sliding the petals up my back and shoulders, sending pleasant shivers through me.

His hand rested on my waist, the thin silk fabric of my nightgown allowing me to feel the warmth of his touch without much hindrance. "I can hear your heart pounding with love, I can hear your hormones filling the room, I can feel your heat..." he whispered in my ear, his lips brushing the nape of my ear.

"For the fairest, the one who never leaves my thoughts." He handed me the bouquet of red roses, leaving me enchanted.

"I'm flattered if you think of me," I joked, sniffing the flower.

"Want to know what I think of you?" His hands gripped my waist more firmly now. It was clear just by how his hands held me how much he wanted me.

"Oh, yes. I'd even pay to hear your thoughts, my king," I gasped, arching my back slightly from his touch.

He was sniffing and brushing my neck and shoulders with the tip of his nose. "My beauty, you don't need to read my thoughts, because I'm in a hurry to tell you how much I want you."

I turned to him, my heart pounding rapidly, our noses touching. "Then have me, my alpha..."

When he kissed me, I wanted it to last forever. The kiss grew deeper and deeper, his silky tongue craving more and more contact with mine.

His fingers pulled the thin strap of my dress down, the garment fell silently, the cool breeze kissed my naked body, but I didn't feel cold because he was embracing me, pulling me closer to his arms until I sank into him, until I merged with him.

The bed was like a mattress made of clouds, as if I were in the heaven of pleasure, in the alpha's arms everything began to make sense, in his arms I felt complete.

"Um, I was thinking of something basic, you know, one of my hats or a boot..." I joked, knowing exactly what he was thinking.

He moved closer. "Oh, baby, believe me, I need something much more intimate than that to calm me down." His playful, mischievous gaze, his wandering hand slipping under the sheets and caressing my thighs, moving up to my butt where he squeezed my cheeks with such force that it made me moan.

"Oh, Goddess!"

"I need something much more intimate than a hat," he joked and kissed me, making me giggle even in the kiss.

"How can you be so sassy?"

He pulled me on top of him, our bodies entwined. "It's all your fault. You're the one who makes me so happy, I can't think of anything else but you."

"And you still want to stay away from me for days?" I clicked my tongue. "I see that's not going to work."

"Maybe I'll force you to come with me."

"You wouldn't have the courage."

"Difficult times, desperate measures," he said, making me laugh.

Then we kissed once more while he pulled me into his arms, eager to have our bodies entwined in the most natural and needy contact.