The Greek Billionaire's Innocent Princess by Chantelle Shaw Read Free Book Online Page B

Kitty to cry out. The feel
    of Nikos’s finger moving inside her was bliss, rapture beyond anything she had ever imagined,
    and she trembled as intense sensations rippled through her. To her untutored body it seemed
    impossible that there could be more, that she wasn’t already at the peak, but the ache deep inside
    her was growing ever more demanding, and following an instinct as old as time she tried
    clumsily to pull him down on top of her.

    ‘Wait, agape .’ His voice was hoarse, as if he too was no longer in control of himself and was driven by a deeply ingrained, basic need that could no longer be denied. Kitty did not know how
    he divested himself of his clothes without her being aware of it, but suddenly he was naked and
    he spread the edges of his jacket that she was still wearing wide open and came down on her, the
    rough hairs that covered his thighs and abdomen feeling slightly abrasive against her skin. She
    felt the jutting length of his penis press into her belly—so shockingly rigid and alien to her that
    her eyes flew open and she stared up at him as he loomed over her, and swallowed at the hard
    gleam in his eyes.

    What on earth was she doing? Was she really going to allow Nikos—a man she had never met
    until tonight—to make love to her? A tremor ran through her. She shouldn’t be here, should
    never have allowed the fiery attraction between them to burst into flame. Nikos was a notorious
    playboy and she was a princess from the royal house of Karedes—yet even knowing that it was
    wrong, she acknowledged with searing honesty that she didn’t want Nikos to stop.

    ‘ I bet you’re still a virgin .’ Vasilis’s sneering voice echoed in her head, and rebellion flared in her heart. She was twenty-six, and it was time she became a woman, but out of fairness to Nikos
    she knew she must confess her inexperience.

    ‘Nikos,’ she whispered faintly, ‘I think I should tell you…’ But the rest of her words were lost
    beneath his mouth as he claimed her lips in a searing, soul-shattering kiss that dismantled the last of her doubts and fears.

    ‘Tell me what?’ he muttered. ‘You’re not on the Pill—is that it? Don’t worry. I’ll take care of
    it.’ The sensual smokiness of his voice wrapped around Kitty like a cocoon, and she was only
    dimly conscious of him reaching into his jacket pocket and donning protection with a swift
    efficiency that spoke of plenty of practice. Then he came down on her once more, settled his
    hard, muscular body between her thighs, and she could feel the pulsing thickness of his shaft
    press impatiently against her opening.

    This was it, the moment she had wondered about all of her adult life, and she still couldn’t quite
    believe that it was going to happen. Her heart was galloping, her breath coming in short, shallow
    pants, and suddenly her nerve deserted her and she tried to bring her legs together. But she was
    too late, Nikos was already surging forwards, and he gently but firmly pushed her thighs apart
    and entered her with one deep, powerful thrust that brought a shocked cry from Kitty’s lips.

    ‘ Theos! ’ He stilled instantly and stared down at her, his brows lowering in a harsh frown. ‘Your first time? How can it be?’ Nikos demanded in stunned incomprehension. He began to withdraw
    from her, but now that Kitty was over the first shock of penetration her muscles were stretching
    around him and the brief pain was fading. She loved the new and wondrous sensation of having
    him fill her completely, and the restless ache inside her was once again clamouring to be
    assuaged.

    ‘Don’t stop…please.’ She clung to his shoulders, urging him down again, and, sensing his
    indecision, she wrapped her legs around him, inviting him to push into her once more. It was an
    invitation he couldn’t refuse and with a muttered imprecation he surged forward, taking it slower
    this time, but the power of each ensuing thrust was no less intense and