Dancing With the Dangerous Prince (5 page)

She let her fingers roam down low on his stomach, almost laughing at the way his stomach muscles clenched.  “She gave me a whole box,” Ciara whispered. 

Zoran almost laughed.  If he hadn’t been so hard, so ready to fill her up, he might have.  But the idea that this woman had obtained more than one condom, was expecting an entire night of sexual exploration…with him…made him lose his focus.  Again!

“You’re not going to be able to walk tomorrow,” he growled as he tore open the package and rolled the latex down his erection. 

Positioning himself between her legs, he pulled her closer.  “Are you sure about this Ciara?” he cautioned.

She smiled up at him.  “Very sure,” she told him, lifting her knees so that her legs were cradling him.  “So sure, and so excited, you can’t even know.”

He pushed himself into her, his eyes closing as he felt her tight sheath.  Inch by inch, he moved into her heat and pulled out.  When he was pressing deeper, he opened his eyes and looked down at her.  She was stiff and nervous and this definitely wasn’t going to work, he thought.  He’d never been with a virgin before, but he had enough experience with women to know that he didn’t want Ciara to be looking like she was being tortured. 

“Look at me, Ciara,” he told her and he didn’t move until she opened her eyes.  “What’s wrong?” he demanded. 

Ciara couldn’t believe he was asking her this right at this particular moment.  “Zoran, I’m sure that there is a time for talking, but is this really it?”

He nodded his head.  “Absolutely.  You look like you’re about to face an executioner.  Am I hurting you?”

He moved a bit more, not pressing any deeper and he felt her muscles clench around him, tightening her silken grip. 

Leaning on one arm, he shifted his angle, letting one hand move against her again. 

“You’re just a bit bigger than I was anticipating.”

He chuckled.  “And you’re such a little thing,” he said, his hand moving to cup her breast.  His thumb moved and tweaked her nipple.  “I think I like you in this position.  You can’t boss me around.”

“Not that it ever worked,” she gasped out.  His thumb and forefinger worked that nipple and she felt it right down to her core.  Her hips shifted involuntarily, taking more of him, pulling him in deeper.  She grabbed his hand, needing to focus on the other parts of him.  “Zoran, this isn’t…”

“Stop talking,” he told her. 

She laughed.  “You just ordered me to talk to you,” she replied.

“Now I want you to feel,” he said and bent lower, his teeth nibbling against her throat.  “I want you to do that again,” he said and his fingers did the same thing to her nipple.  Sure enough, she gasped and arched again, taking him even deeper.  He helped her by pulling out and moving into her again, slowly, taking her body’s movements into play.  His fingers moved down her back, her side, teasing all of the sensitive spots he’d discovered before.  But this time, each time she shifted against him, he pushed deeper before pulling out.  It took only a few minutes of this teasing before she was gasping once again, begging him to fill her, to finish this.  He wouldn’t. 

Sweat beaded his forehead and back as he struggled to go slowly.  It wasn’t until she once again wrapped her legs around his hips and she pulled him deeper that he felt the barrier of her virginity.  And in a split second, it broke and he was able to bury himself right to the hilt, filling her up and she felt better than any woman ever had. 

“Don’t stop!” she begged, almost punching his shoulder. 

Zoran would have chuckled at her persistence in trying to take charge but he decided that her orders and his desires were in complete accord.  He moved in and out of her again, listening to her gasps of pleasure.  Over and over again, he took her higher, closer to that peak. 

“Let yourself go, Ciara,” he coaxed, and his hand moved lower, finding that bud that would spin her out of control.  As soon as he touched her, she splintered apart, her body arching up to his and he took her scream into his mouth, kissing her hard while he pumped into her until he found his own release.  He held her close on the ridiculously small bed while the waves of pleasure floated them both back down to earth.  When they were finished, he switched their positions so that he was on the bed and she was laying on top of him.  It was the only way that they could both fit on the bed and even then, his feet were hanging off the end by about another foot. 

“Oh my,” she sighed as she rested her cheek against his chest, listening to his heart beat slow down. 

His hands were sifting through her hair, letting it fall against his overly sensitive skin.  “I agree,” he growled. 

She lifted her head, resting her chin on her stacked hands.  “Would you really have walked away from me?” she asked softly. 

He paused for a moment.  “Yes,” he finally admitted.  He looked into her eyes while his mind tried to figure out what was going on inside of him.  She confused him, rattled him and did things to him that he didn’t fully understand.  He wasn’t sure if he liked it either. 

One thing he was sure of, he wasn’t letting this woman get away from him.  He would keep her somehow, even if she had to be his mistress, he would figure out a way. 

Ciara woke up the following morning alone but she smiled as she stretched sore muscles.  Over and over again, Zoran had woken her up to make love to her throughout the night.  She should be exhausted, but instead, she was energized.  She felt like a new woman!  It was amazing what a great night of almost unending sex could do to a woman! 

And she loved him!  Goodness, how she loved him!  He was so tender at times and then demanding and powerful.  She loved both ways, feeling as if she were on top of the world when he touched her.  When she climaxed in his arms, she knew that she could fly.  It was one of the most amazing experiences and she couldn’t wait until tonight. 

She was hurrying to get to the dining hall so she could help set up for breakfast when she realized that nothing had been said about tonight.  Or the future! 

She stopped in her tracks, looking around.  Could there even be a future with Zoran?  Had her father already arranged for her marriage?  It was possible and her body chilled at the idea.  Surely he wouldn’t negotiate for her marriage without consulting her, would he?

Of course he would.  He had to!  It was both his right and his responsibility.  And until this week, she’d accepted that.  But now, knowing Zoran and his lovemaking, she couldn’t go through with it!  She couldn’t accept another man into her body! 

If she hadn’t met him, if she hadn’t known the beauty of his touch, she might have gone blindly into her wedding and never known what real love could be like.  But now she did know!  And she couldn’t settle!

Oh goodness, this was not going to be a happy reunion with her father! 

And she was fairly certain that Zoran would never be satisfied with being her secret lover. 

She had no idea what she was going to do! 

“You okay, Ciara?” the camp director asked.

Ciara realized that she was just standing in the middle of the camp, almost hyperventilating. 

She closed her eyes and forced herself to calm down.  “Yes.  I’m fine, but thanks.”  Except that she wasn’t fine!  She was miserable and she couldn’t believe that she was in this situation!  It was untenable! 

“You okay?” the text came through.  There was no name attached to it, but she knew that Zoran was watching her.  How had he gotten her phone number?  Ciara smiled, thinking that the man definitely had a way of finding things out. 

She looked up at the mountains and across the lake, trying to figure out where he was.  But he wasn’t anywhere to be seen.  Her secret lover, she thought with a smile. 

“I’m fine,” she texted right back.  “You’re coming back to me tonight, right?” she asked.

There was silence and she stared at her cell phone, willing him to respond. 

“Don’t do this to me,” she texted back.  “Please don’t throw this away.  I’m only here until the end of this week.  Let’s share our nights until then.”

Still silence. 

“Please,” she texted again.

She wasn’t proud that she was begging, but she’d do anything to see him again.  They might have known each other for only a couple of days but she knew that she loved him with every part of her and she wanted him for as long as possible.  If that was only a few days, then she wanted to have those days. 

Ciara almost threw her phone into the lake when the silence continued.  Instead, she stomped into the dining hall and focused on her responsibilities.  She made the drinks, set up the plates, prepared the tables and made sure that things were ready.  When the first set of kids and counselors started arriving, she made herself so busy sweeping and mopping, hurrying around to help out in any way possible, all so that she wouldn’t have to think about Zoran not coming to her tonight. 

The whole day, she worked hard, checking her text messages over and over again until she finally just shut it off.  He wasn’t coming, she told herself.  He was staying away out of some stupid sense of honor, trying to protect her innocence.  Well, she was the one who should be able to decide on what she wanted and didn’t want.  It was one thing if he didn’t want her anymore.  He should just be a man and tell her that to her face if that was the case.  But for him to decide that they couldn’t be together simply because he thought she might get hurt at the end of their affair, well, he was just being stupid!  And it was pure rubbish!

By the time the bonfire was lighting up the sky, she was so angry with his continued silence that she stayed with the campers.  They told ghost stories and camp stories, laughed at some of the skits.  The kids all went off to their bunks and she stayed behind, cleaning up the area, making sure that the fire was completely out, then she went to the dining hall, hanging out with the other counselors who were relaxing.  There were only three more days until the end of the summer.  The camp would close down for the season and all of these people would head back to their colleges or jobs.  Many of them were teachers during the school year and spent their summers at the camp to earn extra money.  Others were college students.  She was fairly certain that she was the only princess in the group.  And she’d had to beg her father to let her work here.  If it weren’t for the rising tensions and the kidnapping threat, he probably never would have allowed her to work outside the palace. 

In the end, he’d been convinced that she was more protected here – where no one would think to look for her – than she was if she were to leave 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.