The Hidden Princess At All-Boys Alpha Academy

Chapter 75

Luca pulls me again against his chest and then turns his body so that my back is flat against the mattress, my hair spread out around me.

“Nice addition to the dream forest, Princess,” Luca murmurs, hovering his face over mine and pressing kisses to each of my checks. “What else can you do?”

“Oh, whatever I want,” I sigh, stretching my arms languidly over my head and enjoying the feeling of his weight pressing me down into the mattress, as I did yesterday. It’s my new favorite thing, and honestly I don’t see how I’ll ever get sick of it.

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“Can you just like, vanish our clothing?” he asks, sending me a cheeky glance before lowering his lips to my neck and dragging kisses there short little ones that send shivers all across my skin and set little flecks of light into the air, as his touch always does. “Just make us immediately naked?”

“I can do that to me,” I say, turning my head and considering the possibility. “Though you’re in charge of your own clothes, sir.”

“I am?” he asks, lifting his head to peer at me curiously. “How do you know that?”

“Because,” I laugh, raising a hand to his head and letting my fingers drift through the dark strands of his hair before they move down his neck and then over his shoulder. “I wouldn’t have known to pick this outfit. I’ve never seen you in anything but candidate or cadet clothes. But I bet it’s something you’re comfortable in, isn’t it?”

Luca takes a second to look down at himself, considering. “What, joggers and a black sweatshirt isn’t your fantasy look for me, Ariel?” he asks, and I burst into laughter. Luca raises his eyes to mine and grins at me, clearly enjoying making me laugh.

“I actually like you in your cadet uniform,” I confess, which makes his smile broaden. “You look like….sinfully good, Luca. It’s really a shame that the tabloids haven’t gotten a picture of you in it yet – you’d drive all the girls crazy, not to mention really do a lot to boost enrollment at the Academy –

Luca laughs at this and then, like he can’t help it, presses a kiss to my mouth. When he pulls away, I do a bit of a double take, because his clothing has actually changed. I grin

impulsively to see that my Luca is back the version in his high–collared black uniform, his hair swept neatly back from his face.

“Now that’s what I’m talking about,” I murmur, letting my fingers do as they please and bury themselves in his hair as I raise my lips to his neck now, pressing them to the skin right at the edge of that collar, as I’ve been dying to do for weeks – basically since the moment I saw him wear it.

Luca groans softly as my lips move over his skin, a shudder passing through his shoulders. and then he dips his face, nudging my cheek with his nose so that I lift my mouth to his again. He kisses me, fast and hard, almost desperate to have me, to claim me as his own. And I kiss him right back, matching every inch of him, my lips meeting every fervid stroke of his tongue like they were made for it.

Which, I mean, they probably were.

My heart is racing, my breath coming fast as Luca deepens the kiss, rolling his body over mine so that our stomachs press together, though he takes the majority of his weight on his forearms so that he doesn’t crush me completely beneath him. Following some instinct I didn’t know I had, I angle my head just slightly, opening my mouth further to him as my left knee comes up, brushing against the outside of his thigh before hooking over his hip.

position, dipping his tongue deep into

my side to cup my ass as he settles himself between my legs, as

way

suddenly, my eyes flying open when I

Feel it.

where it wants to go.

still, staring up at my mate, shocked and not knowing

suddenly wary as his own eyes open and he looks down at me. He pulls his face back a little, searching my expression. “Ariel, what’s

with my

to say –

how to

I do!? I just this is all very new, and

and the position of our bodies that initiated such a reaction in me. And he bursts

face and covering it as

his hips away so that he’s not pressed so blatantly against me. “Don’t be

sorry,” I murmur, shaking my head.

his face to look me in the eyes. “Please, Ariel, it’s my fault. got carried away.”

I

my mate, but to my surprise he just laughs again and shifts his position, rolling onto his side and taking me with him so that we’re face–to–face, instead of with him on top. I open my eyes, curious and a little

close to should

with his thumb.

at him, confused. “Why

you’re a virgin,

into a glare. “Why do you think

shaking his head at me and grinning. I sigh, rolling

away. “I am. But how did

sweet and you

he