The Royal Contract

1092 Wished to stay

His eyes had been fixed on one spot since he had woken up and found her beside him. He had longed to touch her but knew he should not. She needed to rest.

He believed he had exhausted her last night, slightly feeling guilty since she was still recovering from her recent illness. But it was so hard to control himself when he was around her.

All he wanted was to keep her in his arms and never let her go. Was he in love? He hoped so because he believed she deserved all the love he could give.

But if not, he still believed that he was getting there. It would be just a matter of time. Honestly, he could imagine himself waking up every morning just like this.

He could stare at her face all day with his eyes focused on her closed eyes, her nose that slightly flared when she inhaled, her lips that he longed to kiss but could not, afraid that he might wake her up.

“I love you, Ria.” He said in barely a whisper as he leaned forward closer to her, trying the words. It sounded natural as they left his lips. Did he mean every word?

“I love you.” He repeated, louder this time, but still a whisper. Maybe. He had never felt like this with anyone, only her.

No one could accuse him of accidentally saying the words to her in the heat of the moment because his mind was as clear as the sky outside. He believed he more than liked her and not just as a person, a woman but as a partner. Maybe someone he could share his life with forever.

Then, his mind returned to last night’s activities. It was worth putting on his treasured memories, remembering how she molded perfectly in his body. Like they were created to be perfect for each other.

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“What are you doing?” Suddenly, her eyes partially opened, then blinked several times as she lazily stretched her body across the bed.

Then, as if she realized something, she quickly scrubbed her face, rubbing her eyes and the surrounding area of her mouth, checking for any dry saliva that might be sticking to her skin. ɴᴇᴡ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ novelenglish.net . Fɪre

“Enjoying the view.” Zach finally answered her, slightly chuckling at how she panicked at her physical state. It was clear she was not used to waking up with a man beside her. Edison was exempted, of course.

Truthfully, he did not mind if she looked like a witch in the morning, seeing how her hair went everywhere. But he believed it was partly his fault, remembering how he buried and entwined his fingers underneath those strands.

“I am not much to look at in the morning.” She said, looking conscious and uncomfortable. “What time is it?” She suddenly asked, probably seeing that it was still dark outside, but the stars slowly disappeared as the sun was about to make an entrance.

“It is still too early. So, technically, you can’t kick me out yet.” He reasoned, remembering his promise that he would go home early morning. “How are you feeling?” He added.

“I am ok. Why?” She answered, slightly confused. Then, she quickly said. “I am not kicking you out.” But before she could say more, he interrupted her with a kiss.

“Good,” Zach said as he leaned closer until he could claim her lips. He was not waking her up since she was already awake. And she said she was ok.

Nonetheless, he was not because he needed her again. Unfortunately, he could not wait for the next time. Luckily for him, she seemed to want the same thing as he felt her hands move around his shoulders before they wrapped around his neck.

When her lips parted, it was his sign that he could move to the next level, deepening the kiss as he slightly pulled the covers away from their bodies, pushing himself on top of her once again.

Feeling her body underneath him had him thinking. He used to believe he could handle her easily. As it turned out, it was the other way around. He was putty in her hands. He would willingly do anything she wished to make her happy.

Then, just like that, he switched their position, putting her on top. This time, she was taking the lead. “Do whatever you want with me?” He whispered to her as he let go of her body and placed his hands underneath his head.

He watched her as she straddled his body, looking so innocent. Seemingly, having no clue what he was asking her. But he had already discovered something last night. She might have had a child, but she still lacked the experience.

At some point, he wanted to hunt that man who had taken advantage of her, realizing that he might have forced himself on her or used her for just one night and dumped her the next. It was the only explanation for her behavior.

“I...” Suddenly, she lowered her body, hiding her eyes from his stare while her fingers remained immobile on his chest.

The way she was shy to touch his skin right now, despite what had already happened between them last night. Then, he noticed how she tried to hide her breast from his sight as the sun shone on them. To him, it was a clear sign that she still lacked the confidence to be with a man.

He was no expert in this matter, but he knew several scumbags who operated this way. At some point in his life, he might have caused a few women some tears. But not as horrible as this.

He might have hurt some women in his past relationships but not intentionally. The affair just had run its course. He did not see the point of staying. But he would never use a woman, treating them as an object to play with, unlike some of his friends.

“Hey, I will never force you to do anything you are uncomfortable with.” He calmly told her, not wanting to frighten her away. “We can stop if you want to.”

He was suddenly concerned that he might have rushed her into this. Maybe she had some traumatic experience in her past, remembering how she avoided talking about the father of her child.

But how would he know when she would not share her secret? But he could only hope that she would find a way to trust him because he wished to stay for a long time.