His Princess To Claim✔️

27. Chapter Twenty-Seven.

Dimitri's Pov

In the past few weeks, I've noticed a gradual shift in Rena's behavior towards me. While she has always been a shy girl, I couldn't help but notice that she has become more comfortable around me lately.

I've also noticed that she's become a tease, which has added an element of playfulness to our interactions. I find myself intrigued by this new side of her, as she seems to be more fearless when it comes to expressing herself around me.

Her confidence and sense of humor are qualities that I find myself drawn to, this made me restless, I wanted to claim this princess as mine.

Unfortunately, Rena was slowly becoming a weakness of mine. I struggled to reprimand her for her actions, even when she expressed a desire for a mafia leader to cuddle with her and watch movies.

It pained me to admit that I was finding it increasingly challenging to uphold my principles and hold her accountable.

The way she looked at me with a heated gaze was enough to make me weak in the knees for a fucking mafia man. As she laid in my bed, my hand above her head, I couldn't help but feel that she belonged there despite my rational thought which knows she shouldn't.

My hand trailed over the rather small dress she wore just for me.

I felt a sense of longing wash over me as I realized that I didn't want this moment to end. Rena's presence in my bed had become a symbol of our growing intimacy, and I knew that I was falling deeper into her spell with each passing day.

She wore a jacket to my room and I wondered what was beneath it, I took note that she was adhering to my orders by not wearing anything skimpy to share with my men, Rena's body was for my eyes only.

My cock throbbed painfully just staring at her, wanting to feel the warmth between her thighs, my cock knew her so well that she had such a huge control over it.

Did I regret claiming Rena as mine whenever I fucked her over and over again? Did I regret taking her innocents? Obviously not.

But I needed to think. Rena was not mine and I could not be carried away by her temptations, she was a royal and would soon leave this place.

As I held her hands above her head, I found myself drawn to her inviting gaze and full, enticing lips.

"Rena, you're making things difficult for both of us," I said through gritted teeth, trying to resist the temptation to capture her sweet lips with mine.

"It doesn't have to be so difficult, Dimitri. You're the one who's making it hard for both of us. Don't you want to ease your frustration?" Rena provocatively pulled all the strings, manipulating me like a puppet to get a rise out of me.

As I pulled Rena closer, her body melded perfectly against mine. My lips met hers in a feverish, desperate kiss, my desire to claim her overpowering all rational thought.

The taste of her lips was sweet and intoxicating, and I couldn't help but explore every inch of her mouth with my tongue, eager to dominate her. Our tongues fought for dominance in a passionate dance, driving me to the brink of madness.

I released her hand, letting it trail down her body to her hips, as I ground my pelvis into hers, feeling the hard length of my cock throb against her hungrily.

Rena's moans echoed in my ears, fueling my hunger for her even more. I wanted her, needed her, and I wasn't going to stop until she was mine.

With a final, passionate kiss, I released Rena's tongue, and let my lips trail down her neck, savoring the taste of her skin.