Claimed Princess (Princess Series, #3)

The only time I’ve seen her unhappy is at night when I won’t sleep in the bed with her. But I usually eat her sweet little pussy until she passes out, and that seems to stop the complaints.

Thank God today is our wedding day, because I don’t know how much longer I can hold out. Being able to touch her and kiss her when I want is a new experience for the both of us. We can’t seem to stay more than a few inches apart, and I’m okay with that.

A man can only take so much, and I’m doing all I can to restrain myself. When I hear her come closer, I crack the door just a little.

“Carlos!”

“Calm down. Give me your hand.”

I watch, and after a hesitant second, I see her delicate fingers come through the door. Her nails are painted a pale pink, and it’s a beautiful contrast against her soft skin. I take her hand in mine, and for a moment we just stand there, holding hands.

“I love you, Heavenly. I’ve loved you since I was too young to know what that meant, but I always felt it. I can’t wait to marry you and make you my queen.”

I bring her delicate hand to my mouth and kiss each one of her fingers before turning it over and kissing her palm. I close her hand around the kiss and let go. Once she pulls her hand back inside, I close the door and smile, feeling a million times better having touched her.

“You’re going to make me mess up my makeup!” she sasses from inside the room. I laugh and I hear her sniff. “I love you, too, Carlos.”

“I’ll be waiting for you, my love.”

“You better be there,” she says, and this time I can hear the smile in her words.

“Forever,” I say, and make my way to the aisle.





Chapter Nine





Heavenly





I sit on Carlos’s lap as everyone enjoys the party. I lean back, resting against him in an effort to ease the ache in my feet from dancing. After my last dance - with Romy, and it only lasted thirty seconds - I’ve been in Carlos’s lap and he won’t let me go.

The ceremony went perfectly, and I cried through most of it. I couldn’t help myself. Everything I always wanted was happening, and not only that, when I looked out into the congregation and saw my brother and his wife and Carlos’s family, I knew that we were all a family now. It was perfect.

Carlos’s mom reaches over and grabs my hand. “I knew this day would come.”

I narrow my eyes at her, “You mean Carlos’s wedding?”

“Yes,” she says, and I grit my teeth a little. She sees it and laughs. “His wedding to you.”

“That why you were always trying to set him up?” I retort. I love her, but that crap still bugs me.

“I never tried to set him up. I just liked poking and telling him I was trying to so that he would finally come out and say what we all knew was happening.”

Carlo’s simply shakes his head at his mother’s confession. “I mean, really you, too.” She reaches out and cups my face with one hand. “You’ve been my daughter from the moment I met you. I saw my all-too-serious-all-the-time Carlos finally soften for the first time since his father passed. I knew then what you were. You were a light that lit this family back up. I knew you’d be the daughter I always wanted, the woman who gives me lots of grandbabies to chase after.”

My eyes well with tears for the millionth time today. “Maybe one day you’ll even call me mom.”

I lean up a little, kissing her on her cheek. “I love you, Mom,” I tell her, and watch her eyes water.

Carlos squeezes me a little tighter before his mom shocks us both. “Well, aren’t you going to get to work on those grandbabies or what?” My face flushes, and she winks at us before she gets up. “I can handle the party if you want to go,” she tells us as she departs.

“I might die of embarrassment,” I whisper to my king. “She knows we’re going to have sex.”

“Everyone in this room knows we are going to have sex, my queen,” he says, and my face reddens even more.

“You’re not helping.” I turn a little to look up at him. He’s looking down on me with a smile so big it takes my breath away for a moment. I lean up, and he brings his mouth down to mine, kissing me hard, and I can feel all the need he’s been holding back all day. He’s wanted to leave the reception since we got here.

“I’m ready if you are,” I tell him. He lets go of my waist for a second so I can stand. I look out into the room and see my brother spinning Giselle on the dance floor, both of them looking so happy.

“I should say goodbye to my brother. Maybe you should say sorry, as well, for punching him,” I tease, raising an eyebrow at Carlos.

“He would have done the same.” I look back at my brother and know that to be true. He’d do anything for his wife.

Our eyes meet, and he gives me a wink and Carlos a nod. “Besides, he already threatened to kill me if I ever make you cry again, so I think we’re square.”

“I’ll kill you if you ever make me cry again.”

“Yes, that’s pretty much how he said it.”

I throw my head back and laugh, and Carlos pulls me closer. “Hmm.” He nuzzles my neck. “Let me show you how all I’ll ever give you is love and pleasure, my queen. Though you might cry for me to stop by the time I’m done with you.”





Chapter Ten





Carlos





“What are you doing?” Heavenly whispers as I carry her out of the reception and down the hallway.

“Shh. I can’t wait,” I say as I open the first door I see.

It’s a linen closet that’s only big enough for the two of us. I step inside and close the door, then grab a broomstick and wedge it under the doorknob, sealing us in.

As soon as that’s done, my lips are on hers. I’m unbuckling my belt, and Heavenly is pulling up her dress, and our hands are anxious to be skin on skin.

“I can’t believe you’re going to take me for the first time in a closet,” Heavenly giggles as she wraps her legs around my waist.