Princess and the Puck (McKenzie Cousins Book 6)

by Lexi Buchanan

  “You are so hot, I’m going to come.” His finger pushes into me.

  “Seth,” I moan, dropping my head onto his shoulder, my arm reaching up behind me to hold on to his neck.

  “I can’t believe we’re doing this here.”

  I feel the broad head of his cock pushing for entrance as he grips my hips. One hard thrust and he’s buried deeply inside my welcoming sheath. He has me pinned to his groin, and the beat of the music picks up, making it less obvious what we’re doing when I move to the music. Seth moves with me, keeping me pinned to him, nibbling on my earlobe.

  “I can’t hold off,” Seth groans.

  Reaching for his hands, I move them up to my breasts and he doesn’t stop. His fingers rub and pinch, his cock swelling and lengthening between my folds. I turn my face up to his, searching for his lips and all my senses are on overload. My belly quivers and then I’m coming hard, squeezing the life out of Seth’s penis, milking his semen from his body.

  My body is alive as I try to catch my breath and the feel of Seth withdrawing makes my toes curl. His semen runs down my thighs and I really don’t care. Behind me, Seth puts his junk away and straightens my panties. His fingers linger before he smooths my dress back over my butt and turns me to face him.

  His arms are tight around me as his lips find mine, consuming me with his love.

  14

  Seth

  “It’s time to wake up, my Princess.” Paige’s lips curve into a sated smile before she opens her eyes and focuses on mine.

  “You certainly claimed your Princess with your puck last night.” She moans deeply while my brain desperately tries to get away from naked body parts.

  Clearing my throat, I brush the hair back from her face in a gentle caress. “I brought you coffee.”

  “How long have you been awake?” She sits up and leans against the pillows, taking a sip of the hot brown liquid that she’s so fond of.

  “Roughly an hour.” I give her a sheepish look. “I neglected an essay that’s due tomorrow.” I shrug. “It’s nearly finished so I wanted to wake you up.”

  She pats the bed beside her. “Join me.” Placing the coffee cup down on the night table, Paige curls into my side. “I’m still sleepy, and I ache in a very good way.”

  “Ugh, don’t say that, I’m trying to be good.”

  “Last night was hot, but I think I’d rather just keep it to the privacy of our own space in future,” she admits, her cheeks going rosy.

  I kiss the top of her head. “I think so too, even though it was pretty explosive.”

  She chuckles. “I’m happy here, Seth. With you, and with Boston. I don’t know why I was so panicked before, I feel silly about that now.”

  “You had a lot going on babe. That’s nothing to feel silly about. I’m just relieved you’re managing here. I’d have moved anywhere for you though, finished out my last semester wherever we ended up.”

  “I know.” She kisses my chest through my T-shirt. “That makes me love you all the more”

  I hesitate, really not wanting to mention this. “I hope you will still love me when I tell you that my parents want me to bring you to dinner.”

  Her wandering hand stills on my chest and she her gaze finds mine.

  “You want me to go to your parents’ house for dinner? After last time?”

  I slide down in the bed and wrap my arms around her. “I really hate what happened last time. I do Paige, but they’re my parents and I want them to officially meet you as my girlfriend—the love of my life.”

  Paige rolls out of bed and grabs one of my T-shirts to cover her nakedness. Pacing back and forth, I try to grab her and pull her back into my arms, but she pushes me away. “I don’t want to go to their house for dinner. I can’t Seth.” Her breathing becomes fast and panicked.

  “Paige, calm down and breathe.” I manage to grab her arms and pull her into me, her back to my front. “Just breathe, and we’ll discuss it.”

  She shakes her head, pulling away, tears rolling down her face. “I’m not going to dinner with them, Seth. I love you, but I’m not putting myself through that again. I can’t.” Slipping past me, she locks herself in the bathroom.

  I drop to the bed and sit staring at the bathroom door wondering how our lazy morning suddenly went to shit. I do understand why she’d be opposed to dinner with my parents, but I’d at least have thought she’d give them a chance to redeem themselves. I knew she’d be upset, but this has completely thrown me.

  I’m trying not to be annoyed but it’s difficult. They’re still my parents at the end of the day, I love them in my own way. They’re difficult to be around because I don’t fit the mold they want to put me in. But they’re still my family, and I’m around Paige’s family every damn day.

  Deciding it best to leave her alone right now, no matter how upset she is, I head out into the living room and kitchen, slamming the bedroom door behind me in a burst of temper.

  Sofia’s head swivels toward me and her brother, Jaxon, raises his brow. “Something wrong?”

  I brush my hands through my hair in frustration and letting out a loud sigh, stomp into the kitchen. “Paige refuses to have dinner with my family.” Once the coffee is delivered into my mug via the Keurig, I sit with her cousins. “I’m trying to look at it from her side, you know? But it’s not so easy because they’re my family and I’m around her’s every day.”

  Sofia bites her lower lip. “Our family haven’t treated you the way yours did Paige, Seth.”

  “Sofia don’t get involved,” Jaxon advises.

  “I came to visit you, and catch up with Paige. I’m not going to sit here when I have something to say.” Jaxon’s blonde, slightly older sister certainly has a mind of her own.

  “You came here to escape the wedding madness at the Fletcher residence.” He smirks. “Tell it like it is, sis.”

  “There is no madness. It’s all going according to plan.”

  Jaxon snickers. “You wish,” he mutters.

  Sofia glares daggers into his back as Jaxon goes hunting for food.

  “Ignore my brother.” She turns her attention back to me. “As for Paige, I think it’s too soon after what happened at the beach house for you to be taking her to dinner with them.” She shudders. “I’m sorry if you don’t see it that way, but they’re a reminder of what happened the last time she saw them. Your relationship was moving along until you brought them into it.” She stands, shoving her chair under the table. “I’m sorry if that isn’t what you want to hear.”

  I follow Sofia with my eyes and watch as she takes over from Jaxon, adding milk into the bowl. Sofia has a habit of taking over, which Jaxon knows as he throws me a lazy smile, his sister now making the pancakes he’s been craving all week.

  My brow throbs as pain decides to hover behind my temples. I remind myself to keep my temper in check as I hover outside my bedroom door, listening to Paige moving around in there.

  Be more understanding!

  Inhaling and slowly exhaling, I move back into the bedroom, closing the door softly behind me.

  Paige is dressed apart from one boot, which she is in the middle of zipping up. Her gaze when she lifts it to mine is unhappy and her face is blotchy from crying. I swallow back my concern because I don’t want to let this go. I can’t. I know that I hurt her, that what happened was wrong and she’s forgiven me, at least I thought she had.

  “Why are you doing this now when our relationship is so new?” Her voice is hoarse with tears as she drops into the chair by the window. “They never liked me. Right from the first they didn’t really want to let you take me to the beach house. You had to argue with them. They blame me for you taking a semester off. For screwing your timetable up.” She runs her fingers through her hair. “I know they’re your parents, Seth, which makes me feel bad, it’s just,” she holds my gaze, trying to appeal to me, but I don’t say anything, “why would I want to be around people I know don’t like me?”

  I know I’m being unrea
sonable after the last dinner we all had together, but something is making me force the issue, which I hate. “I’m going to dinner with my parents this evening and I really want you to be with me.” I grab up a sweatshirt. “I’m heading out to practice.” I add over my shoulder, “Sofia is out front with Jaxon.”

  Heading out, I say a distracted goodbye, drawing Jaxon’s gaze, but I quickly leave the apartment. The elevator takes forever to get to the ground floor but when it does, I stride out, bumping into Dylan on his way in.

  Dylan grabs my arm, pulling me to a stop. “What’s going on with you?” He glances back to the elevator before focuses on me. “Argument with Paige?”

  “Leave it.” I tug my arm free and sigh when I’m alone on the sidewalk.

  Not for long though. “I’m not leaving anything. We’ve been friends for years, so talk to me. You’re going to kill someone on the ice in the mood you’re in.”

  “Fuck,” I hiss a curse. “I want Paige to have dinner with my family tonight. She refused. End of story.”

  Frowning, Dylan rubs at his jaw. “Let me get this straight. You want Paige to go out to dinner with your family after the disaster of the last time? And you’re pissed about it? Do I have that right?”

  “I’m not in the mood, Dylan.”

  “Duly noted, but…do you really blame her for wanting to protect herself? Last time your family treated her like shit. I don’t blame her for refusing.” He shakes his head. “You shouldn’t either.”

  “I’m well aware how last time turned out, and I do get her reasoning, but hell Dylan, they’re my family. I want them to meet the girl I’m in love with. I want to put the past behind us. I don’t expect her to get along with them as I do her family because both of our families are completely different. I’m just afraid the longer we leave it the worse it will be. Except Paige won’t listen and refuses to go.”

  Dylan sighs. “I get where you’re coming from but Paige has been through hell this past twelve months. After last time she needs to be able to breathe and your family suffocate her. Give her time and she’ll come around. It’s still fresh in her mind.” Dylan disappears into the apartment building while I’m left wondering if I’ve just been a complete ass to Paige. In fact, I know I have.

  Instead of going back up and clearing the air, I continue onto the rink where I know I need practice after the other night when I’d allowed Paige to distract me. Although it was my thoughts as opposed to the actual woman.

  My cell buzzes loudly from my back pocket and palming the thing, I decide to let it go to voicemail until I know what I’m going to say to my mother. I know she’ll never apologize to Paige, even if I ask her too, and I have a bad feeling that unless she does, there is always going to be some animosity between them.

  15

  Paige

  My cousin, Sofia, is always a bubble of fun and after my argument with Seth, she manages to make me smile. She’s older than her brother, Jaxon, by eighteen months and likes to remind him of that any chance she gets. Of course, if Ryan was here then he’d be reminding them both that he was the eldest with a smug grin on his face. Ryan is the flirt of the three siblings and certainly loves the ladies that he meets at Kenza, the nightclub he manages with his father. Jaxon is more laid back and I’d even go as far as saying he was shy. Sofia is in between her brothers. She can be shy around men she’s attracted to but so easy going and fun around family and others.

  Even now I’m trying to keep a straight face. I’m resting my elbows on the table and have my face cupped in my hands while holding her gaze. Sofia wears a large grin on her pale face, trying to get mine to match hers. My lips twitch and Sofia makes me jump when she suddenly snaps her fingers. “Tell me what is going on between you and that gorgeous hunk of a boyfriend.”

  Rolling my eyes at her hunk comment, I counter, “Only if you tell me what is going on between you and that hunky Shane Fletcher.” I let the amusement reach my eyes now because Sofia has a soft blush creeping on to her face. I’d wanted to ask as soon as I’d known she was here, but I’d waited until Jaxon went to his room to give us some girl time.

  “You first,” she mumbles.

  “He wants me to have dinner with his parents, who I really don’t like.” I sigh. “After last time I’d be happy to never see them again.”

  “Oh dear, that doesn’t sound good.”

  “I feel bad the more I think about it,” I admit. “His mother was horrid to me, but at the end of the day so was Seth that evening, and look at us now…well, before he left in a snit.” I slump down and rest my face on the table. “I love Seth, Sofia. I mean I really, really love him, and I can see myself growing old with him. I don’t want to hurt him like this because they are his family.”

  “Yes, but his family were hateful toward you, so you have every right. I also can’t believe that Seth doesn’t give you more time.” Sofia frowns. “Unless, he just wants to get the first dinner over with now that you’re an official couple. That would make sense, instead of prolonging it. Get it over with.”

  “Ugh,” I groan. “Why do you have to make sense?”

  “Because I’m the clever one.” She smirks.

  I narrow my gaze. “Your turn. Shane Fletcher?”

  “There is nothing going on between him and me. He’s paying for his sister’s wedding and I’m making the wedding cake and the desserts for after the dinner.” She shrugs. “No big deal.”

  “Hmm,” I mumble. “It is a big deal, so spill. Now.” I give her my sweetest smile. “Your embarrassment is taking my mind off Seth.”

  “He’s cute okay. Happy now?” She glares, and I stay silent knowing there is more going on. “You’re not going to leave it, are you?”

  I shake my head.

  “He’s handsome and a really nice man. He keeps to himself mostly, but wants to make sure his sister has the wedding of her dreams. He isn’t sure if her fiancé wants his sister or his money, which keeps throwing the planning out of whack. I think he’s wrong.” She sighs. “His sister, Monica, is twenty-two, like me, and her fiancé is a few years older. Anthony looks at Monica as though she’s his world, I really believe that they’re meant to be together and that it has nothing to do with money.” She pauses. “Shane said he wants me in his bed until after the wedding.”

  “What?” I gasp, surprised.

  “You heard me correctly the first time.” Sofia blushes but looks close to tears.

  “You really like this man, huh?”

  “Is it that obvious?”

  I smile softly. “It’s the way you talk about him.”

  “He’s,” she groans, “I’m not sure, but there is something about him that endears him to me. He also has women throwing themselves at him because you know he has money and he’s handsome as sin.” She smiles, lost in a dream. “The way his thighs move beneath his slacks makes my belly quiver. He doesn’t work out, but he runs miles every day. His smile derails my train of thought and the devil knows it too. I get nervous when it’s just him and me.”

  “I’m enjoying this. Don’t stop now.”

  “He flirts when we’re alone, but when others are around he more or less ignores me.” She shrugs as though it’s no big deal, but I can see it bothers her. “Sometimes I think he’s using excuses to talk to me, and other times I’m not sure at all.” She comes out of her dream state. “The wedding is in a month, so we’ll see. I think it’s best not mixing business with pleasure. Not that I’d ever know what to do with the man. The man is a rake!”

  I burst out laughing. “You’ve been reading those historical romances you like, huh?”

  She rolls her eyes and giggles. “Of course.”

  “If anyone’s a rake, it’s Dylan,” I drawl, hearing the apartment door opening. He’s the only one to unlock the door with a thud.

  “I’m not a rake,” he grumbles. “I’m a handsome devil who has pus—,” he clears his throat, blushing, “—women throwing their little panties at me. What am I to do in those situations?” H
e smirks.

  “Ignore them,” Sofia replies, sweetly.

  Dylan pretends surprise, his hand going to his chest as he staggers backwards into the wall. “Blasphemy.” He laughs, straightening up. “Okay, fun’s over.” He glances at me. “Bumped in to Seth on the way into the building.”

  “Don’t remind me.”

  “He understands you Paige, but he also wants to say, ‘Hey, this is the woman I love, so deal with it.’ He loves you and thinks it’s better to get it over with. I think it bugs him that he’s met all of your family and they accept him just fine.”

  “I desperately want to be everything he wants, but I can’t suddenly like his mother after how she treated me. She hasn’t even tried to apologize.” Groaning, I add, “I need to pull my big girl panties up and go tonight.”

  “Big girl panties?” Dylan questions, and then holds his hands up. “Never mind. I’m not sure I want to know.”

  “Stop being a baby,” Sofia scoffs. “It’s a reference.”

  “Whatever. I’m going to grab my gear and join Seth at the rink.” He crosses to his room.

  When he comes back out, I ask him, “Will you pass a message on to Seth for me?”

  He pauses and nods.

  “Tell him I’ll be ready at seven.”

  “He’ll be happy, but he’ll also be there for you this time, Paige. Don’t worry.” Dylan waves and leaves us.

  “Am I doing the right thing, Sofia? Giving in?”

  She grabs my hands. “You’re not giving in. Deep down you know that it will be easier getting it over with now, and it will also make the man you love happy. It’s a couple of hours out of your evening…and, I saw just the dress for you to wear in one of the stores on Newbury.” She grins. “Let’s go shopping.”

  16

  Seth

  My breath catches in the back of my throat as I stare at Paige in front of me. She’s the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen. I can’t even find my voice because she really does look like a Princess. She twirls around, showing off the full skirt of her pale pink dress. It drops to just above her knees, showing off her amazing legs, and her delicate feet in the matching pale pink heels.