About A PLAYER FOR A PRINCESS
From the Mediterranean to the Caribbean, the game continues…
Zelda Wilder is on the run, this time from the ruthless assassins who’ve decided she knows too much to live.
“Playboy Prince” MacCallum Lockwood Tate isn’t about to let the beautiful player who stole his heart get away—if only he could decide whether he wants to save her or strangle her for her dangerous choices.
After tracking her down to a casino in St. Croix, Cal follows Zee back to Tortola where he intends to keep her safe. One problem: Zelda’s criminal liaisons are two steps ahead of her.
Lives are threatened, and all of the players’ skills are tested in this plot to capture a killer and save a princess.Cinderella meets Ocean's Eleven in this CONTEMPORARY ROMANCE DUET featuring secrets, lies, royal high jinks, scams and double-crosses; breathless, swooning lust, cocky princes, dominant alpha future-kings, and crafty courtiers, who are not always what they seem.
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“You fucking conned me from the start.”
A hot tear hits my cheek—I can’t deny it. I did.
“I’m so sorry,” I whisper.
Gripping my face, his rough mouth covers mine, shoving my lips apart. My knees go liquid, but he jerks me up firmly against his chest. Gripping his shoulders, my fingers curl against his hard muscles as his tongue claims mine.
He lifts his head, and our mouths break apart with a gasping smack. My lips throb with the force of it.
“Is that a lie, too?” His eyes are dark.
“N-no,” I gasp. The fine hairs dusting his chest tease the skin above my bra, and I’m so wet. His large hand slides between my thighs, over those thin boxers. I’m bare underneath, but he’s not invading, he’s teasing. I ache for him so much, I can barely stand it. Still holding my cheeks, he forces me to meet his angry eyes a moment before he kisses me again. Again, it’s hard, passionate, demanding, and all the sensations overwhelm me.
Jerking my head back hazel eyes burn into mine. “Every time you moaned for me, every time you begged… Were you lying then?”
“No!” I cling to him as his hand snakes around to cup my ass through the thin cotton material. “I never saw you coming. Even if I had, I never could have been prepared for you. Not in a million years.”
His eyes narrow slightly, and he places both hands on my cheeks, moving his thumbs over my mouth. The muscle in his jaw moves, and I can see so much anger in his eyes.
“Don’t.” A thumb stills on my lips, stopping my speech.
He slides his thumb over my slightly fuller top lip. His eyes follow his movements, and I remember our night on the boat, him telling me all the things he sees when he looks at me. Just as fast, I remember the way he fucked me that night, the way we were both wild and passionate.
Our eyes meet, and I have no idea what he sees now when he looks at me. I don’t know if the love he felt for me has been snuffed out by the truth of who I am. I don’t know what he’ll do next now that he’s caught me.
I only know as much as I don’t deserve him, he’s my prince. I gave my heart to him, and no matter how far I run, I’ll never stop wanting him.
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