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?

foreign royalty did not fully translate into being able to help lead a nation. I was getting way too far ahead of myself. I needed to slow

It simply

point. Maybe I actually could

Foolish, foolish heart.

and scooped me up into his arms. I wrapped my arms around his neck. If he was a merfolk, I'd

bed,

I asked, raising a lone

to be pampered,"

feet just outside the shower.

care of a commoner? What

know. It might help

I was more than happy to keep Nicholas all

Nicholas returned his attention to me. He slid his hands around me, finding the ties that held my swimsuit together. He'd already removed it once, so it took zero effort for him to

shells of the suit clinked against the tiles of the ground. I hoped they didn't break. I wanted to hold onto that suit as a memento,

physically lifted me up and out of the suit on the ground. He carried me into the

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

the bathroom, found the zipper of his wetsuit,

his waist, he tugged the wetsuit down off of his wide shoulders until his entire chest was bare.

to look, to appreciate every inch of

hips. When his rock hard dick

you

long shot, but each time felt a little like the first. He was so mouthwateringly handsome that my brain always needed a

with me. I reached out for him, but he clucked

my back to

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