The Lycan's Princess

"Can this come off?" Her fingers plucked at his fitted jacket and he leaned away to shrug it free. His hands were back on her before she could ask for the shirt to go too, and she snorted. "What about this? Can I?" The minted gleam in green irises glazed with rising desire. His tone was still endlessly polite but his words called flames to her gut. "Do what you want, Marisol. I'm all yours." She hadn't asked for this ownership but since he gave it freely, how could she refuse? "Those are dangerous words," she slowly undid the buttons of his shirt, pale skin revealed at a crawl. "You sure about that?" Her hands slipped through his open shirt, fingers spread over his firm chest before dragging lower. His stomach heaved at the tentative strokes against his abdomen and he leaned back to prop himself on steady elbows. "Yes. I've always been yours." ***** Marisol Adiboye is a sixth princess betrothed to her kingdom's most powerful ally. Her fiancé, crown prince Khaldur Olitrey, has occupied her lonely thoughts for years with what feels like the world's most prolonged engagement. The night of their wedding brings some clarity to their delayed union but raises more questions when the prince of her dreams seems too perfect to believe. Khaldur will have to prove to his new wife that he is her perfect match in every way, and he was worth the wait. With the reveal of his long-guarded secret, far-reaching and unintended consequences bring trials to the couple that they must face together, as Mara is The Lycan's Princess.