The Luna Choosing Game by Jane Above Story

Chapter 0526

Nicholas licked his tongue into my mouth. I moaned as I held onto his shoulders, fingers curling into the tight, slick fabric of his wetsuit.

He stepped closer to me, boxing me in against the door. I was pleasantly trapped, with the hard wood at my back, and his firm torso lining my front, pressing into my softness.

He tasted like salt water, but then so did I. We probably both smelled like it too. Though the water in my hair had dried, I still felt like I looked like a wet cat.

Nicholas didn't seem to mind, not with the fervent way he was kissing me. And if he didn't mind, I certainly didn't mind, easily losing myself to the passion of the kiss.

His hands moved away from the door and found their way to my hips. With his thumbs, he teased along the edge of my panty line, right where my swimsuit ended and my sensitive bare skin was exposed.

It tickled just as much as it sent fire blazing to my core, so I shivered against the feel of his exploratory fingers.

He smiled against my mouth. "You're trembling," he said, sounding pleased with himself. As he should, I supposed, since he was making me feel so much with just a little, tiny touch.

"You know why," I whispered.

He hummed. I thought he might continue to tease me, but instead, his attitude shifted. The smugness to his smile fell away, but not the smile itself, which added warmth.

"You did well today. You acted like a trained diplomat," Nicholas said, voice low. "I am very... proud."

He pressed his hips up against mine, and I could feel just how very... something he was.

"Let me show you how proud of you I am," Nicholas said.

It was a bad line that probably should have made me laugh, but the sentiment behind it had my heart racing instead. He had praised my diplomacy. He hadn't done that before. Diplomacy was a necessary skill for the Luna.

Could it be that he was beginning to see my value as.. a Queen?

day in front of foreign royalty did not fully translate into being able to help lead a nation. I was getting way

heart would not listen to reason. It simply took the compliment and

point. Maybe I

Foolish, foolish heart.

stepped back, giving me room. I inched forward, and then he leaned down and scooped me up into his arms. I wrapped my arms around his neck. If he was a merfolk, I'd be touching his

take me to the bed,

asked, raising a lone

be pampered,"

on my feet just outside the shower. Then he reached

of a commoner? What would the kingdom knew if they could

know. It might help them see

than happy to keep Nicholas all to myself. I really didn't like

the ties that held my swimsuit together. He'd already removed it once, so

hoped they didn't

gripped me by the waist, and physically lifted me up and out of the suit on the ground. He carried

I reminded him. He planned on pampering me? I was ready to pamper him

worry." His grin sharpened a little, looking boyish and mischievous. He stepped back out of the bathroom, found the zipper of his wetsuit, and then slowly

wetsuit down off of his wide shoulders until his entire chest was bare. He seemed to flex, puffing his chest more than normal, as if

was eager to look, to appreciate every inch of that raw

over his hips. When his rock hard dick sprang free, my mind went

what you see?'

I'd seen him naked, not by a long shot, but each time felt a

into the shower with me. I reached out for him, but he clucked his tongue and motioned a

turned my back to him,

into the shower at my back. He reached for the shampoo,