His Princess: A Steamy Standalone Instalove Romance by Flora Ferrari

Author:Flora Ferrari [Ferrari, Flora]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-07-15T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Sixteen

Rider

I stand at the end of a tunnel at the bottom of a ladder, my heart pounding heavily in my chest like a war drum, a voice deep inside of me roaring at me to carry Ruby to the top and sprint through the forest with her.

The voice tells me to abandon Alex.

I beat it down, even if part of me wishes I could listen to it, even if part of me roars out that Ruby and the family we’re going to share is the most important thing.

Of course, it is, but what the fuck am I going to do, let my partner die?

I’d never be able to live with myself if I did that.

I’m the one who got Alex into this mess, to begin with, by not thoroughly searching Ruby the moment she showed up at my door.

I could’ve found the tracking device app. I could’ve used it against them.

Fuck…

Even now, the thought of searching her gets my blood stirring, my mind filled with vignettes of her curvy naked body, the way her nipples tasted, the way she moaned as I fucked her voluptuous breasts.

I beat back the images, reaching up and smoothing my fingers along her cheek, stroking hair behind her ear.

“Please be careful,” she whispers.

I shoulder my rifle – taken from the armory on the way here – and nod fiercely. “I’ll be back soon.”

“You better.” She flashes me a sassy pout, fierceness entering her eyes. “I can’t stand the idea of losing you.”

“Don’t worry,” I snarl. “I won’t let that happen. I’ll never let that happen. We were made for each other, princess, and don’t you ever forget it.”

I lean forward and kiss her firmly, growling through the closeness, deep-inlaid instincts telling me to give into my overwhelming desire to fuck her like the primal beast I am.

I step away with an effort, turning to the ladder.

“Remember, if I’m not back in thirty minutes—”

“I can’t think about that,” she says fiercely. “Just come back to me.”

I nod and do a quick check of my weapons. I’ve got a rifle slung over my back, two guns, and an assortment of grenades in a satchel worn across my hip. If all goes to plan, I should be able to make this clean and quick.

If not…

I pull myself up the ladder, pushing thoughts of if not away.

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