Dancing With the Dangerous Prince by Elizabeth Lennox Read Free Book Online Page B
Authors: Elizabeth Lennox
the palace for any reason.
As Ciara walked slowly back to her tiny cabin that night, she felt like her whole world had darkened. Zoran was gone, trying to be an honorable man. And she was alone.
She curled up on her cot, not even changing into pajamas. She didn’t want to sleep, she thought. She wanted to scream out in pleasure with Zoran’s arms around her, to feel his muscles clench as he climaxed in her arms and then fall on top of her, his weight on her smaller body like a reward.
She must have dozed because something startled her awake. She had no idea what it was, but she sat up in bed.
And there he was! His hands were fisted by his sides and he looked furious as he watched her.
“Zoran!” she gushed, so relieved to see him. But the look he was giving her held her back. “What’s wrong?”
He looked down at the slender woman laying on top of the blankets. He was furious with himself for his lack of discipline, his inability to stay away from Ciara. “I shouldn’t be here.”
She stood up, angry now. “Says you! You were going to vanish without any word, without telling me goodbye!”
“Yes,” he replied, confirming her accusation. “It is for the best.”
“Whose best?” she came back furiously but trying to keep her voice down so that she didn’t wake up the staffers in the nearby cabins. “Yours? Because it certainly isn’t better for me! And don’t you dare claim to be able to tell me what’s right and wrong for me! I won’t let you be that arrogant!”
She was so angry with him that she punched him. It wasn’t hard, but it showed him how furious she was that he would take the decision making into his own hands. “If you don’t want me, then just say it! If one night was enough, fine! But be a man and tell me that to my face!”
He grabbed her wrists, holding her against him. “It wasn’t enough. And you are better off without me here. It is wrong. There’s no future for us.”
She wanted to kick him but instead, she pressed her body against his. “Who says I want a future?” she whispered. “I just want you for as long as I can have you.”
He hesitated for another long moment. He fought the battle inside of him and lost. He needed her. He’d tried to stay away, but she was like a siren, pulling him closer. He’d seen the way she’d worked herself ragged around the camp today and he didn’t like it. So here he was, unable to stay clear and wanting nothing more than to wrap his arms around her and make love to her until she was too exhausted to argue with him any longer.
“We’ll probably regret this,” he growled but he pulled her to him. Pressing her down, he didn’t even bother with the bed this time. It was too small and uncomfortable. He took her to the floor, pulling her blankets down to cushion their lovemaking.
Ciara thrilled to his touch. Tonight was different from the previous night. He was insatiable and, with the possibility of not seeing him again, so was she. Every time she started to drift off to sleep, she rolled over and started making love to him again.
By the time the breakfast bell woke her the following morning, she was alone, exhausted and sore. But she was also smiling as she hurried down the pathway to the dining hall.
Chapter 5
The next few nights were the best of Ciara’s life. And the worst. Every moment that she spent in his company, she felt renewed. He took her higher than she’d ever thought possible and showed her things about her body that she never could have known. And she laughed. Goodness, how she laughed. He was a horrible tease, loved to tickle her once he’d discovered all of the places on her body that were so sensitive. And he was the most passionate, demanding lover! He wouldn’t let her go halfway. And she loved every moment of her time in his arms.
But much too quickly, Friday arrived. She’d known this
As Ciara walked slowly back to her tiny cabin that night, she felt like her whole world had darkened. Zoran was gone, trying to be an honorable man. And she was alone.
She curled up on her cot, not even changing into pajamas. She didn’t want to sleep, she thought. She wanted to scream out in pleasure with Zoran’s arms around her, to feel his muscles clench as he climaxed in her arms and then fall on top of her, his weight on her smaller body like a reward.
She must have dozed because something startled her awake. She had no idea what it was, but she sat up in bed.
And there he was! His hands were fisted by his sides and he looked furious as he watched her.
“Zoran!” she gushed, so relieved to see him. But the look he was giving her held her back. “What’s wrong?”
He looked down at the slender woman laying on top of the blankets. He was furious with himself for his lack of discipline, his inability to stay away from Ciara. “I shouldn’t be here.”
She stood up, angry now. “Says you! You were going to vanish without any word, without telling me goodbye!”
“Yes,” he replied, confirming her accusation. “It is for the best.”
“Whose best?” she came back furiously but trying to keep her voice down so that she didn’t wake up the staffers in the nearby cabins. “Yours? Because it certainly isn’t better for me! And don’t you dare claim to be able to tell me what’s right and wrong for me! I won’t let you be that arrogant!”
She was so angry with him that she punched him. It wasn’t hard, but it showed him how furious she was that he would take the decision making into his own hands. “If you don’t want me, then just say it! If one night was enough, fine! But be a man and tell me that to my face!”
He grabbed her wrists, holding her against him. “It wasn’t enough. And you are better off without me here. It is wrong. There’s no future for us.”
She wanted to kick him but instead, she pressed her body against his. “Who says I want a future?” she whispered. “I just want you for as long as I can have you.”
He hesitated for another long moment. He fought the battle inside of him and lost. He needed her. He’d tried to stay away, but she was like a siren, pulling him closer. He’d seen the way she’d worked herself ragged around the camp today and he didn’t like it. So here he was, unable to stay clear and wanting nothing more than to wrap his arms around her and make love to her until she was too exhausted to argue with him any longer.
“We’ll probably regret this,” he growled but he pulled her to him. Pressing her down, he didn’t even bother with the bed this time. It was too small and uncomfortable. He took her to the floor, pulling her blankets down to cushion their lovemaking.
Ciara thrilled to his touch. Tonight was different from the previous night. He was insatiable and, with the possibility of not seeing him again, so was she. Every time she started to drift off to sleep, she rolled over and started making love to him again.
By the time the breakfast bell woke her the following morning, she was alone, exhausted and sore. But she was also smiling as she hurried down the pathway to the dining hall.
Chapter 5
The next few nights were the best of Ciara’s life. And the worst. Every moment that she spent in his company, she felt renewed. He took her higher than she’d ever thought possible and showed her things about her body that she never could have known. And she laughed. Goodness, how she laughed. He was a horrible tease, loved to tickle her once he’d discovered all of the places on her body that were so sensitive. And he was the most passionate, demanding lover! He wouldn’t let her go halfway. And she loved every moment of her time in his arms.
But much too quickly, Friday arrived. She’d known this