as his thick shaft swelled against Edvin’s spent one. “You’re… oh God, you… I… fuhhhhhhhh—yes… yes, baby.”
Edvin had slipped his hand down to cup the prince’s balls as he jerked himself toward completion, then reached further back to press against Leo’s taint.
“That’s it. So good to me. Eddie.”
A hot thrill ran through Edvin as Leo buried his face against his neck and groaned out his release, his hot seed spilling over the both of them. Edvin had done that. Or at least, been a part of it. And that felt… well, it was almost better than coming himself.
It didn’t matter that he’d only known the prince a few short weeks or that he’d never expected to find a happily ever after of his own, when Leo caught his breath a moment later and used his next one to tell Edvin he was beautiful again, when he took his time cleaning Edvin up—enough time to press kisses against each body part he cleaned until Edvin actually started to feel beautiful—Edvin knew it was true: he wasn’t falling for the prince, he was already there. He loved Leo, and if real life kept following the fairytale script it had been lately, then maybe one day…
One day, Leo would fall in love with him, too.
Chapter Nine
Leo
“Your Highness,” Hugo called out as Leo was preparing to leave his suite. “A moment.”
Leo had no doubt that his valet had strategically planned both the timing and the relentlessly formal address to get under his skin, but not today. He had a car waiting and a librarian to collect, and those two facts inoculated him to Hugo’s strategic manipulations, thank you very much.
“It will have to wait, Hugo,” he said as he patted his pockets to ensure that he had his phone. He didn’t. “I have somewhere to be.”
He looked back into the room to find it, eyes skimming over the surfaces in his suite and coming up with nothing. Hugo took advantage of his moment of inattention to step smoothly in front of him, somehow managing to block his exit while still looking impeccably proper and deferential. An annoying skill, that.
“Yes, I’m aware of your evening plans, Your Highness,” Hugo said dryly, as Treble darted between their legs and scampered out the door of Leo’s suite.
Good. Maybe she’d find her way to Ben’s suite and stay there.
“In fact,” Hugo went on, “since you’ve become such a fan of… literacy, I’ve taken the liberty of adding a visit to the Royal Library as a standing daily appointment on your schedule.”
Leo’s lips tried to betray him by quirking up at the corner, but he locked them down. True, Leo had relied on Hugo for assistance to assist the Blom family several times over the last few weeks, but he certainly hadn’t discussed his relationship with Eddie with his valet. Not that Eddie was a secret, of course, regardless of the king and queen’s displeasure with Leo’s choice, but it was a matter of principle.
Hugo implying that he knew there was more to Leo’s daily library visits than a sudden passion for literacy proved yet again that palace gossip was more reliable than Rosavia’s postal system, but if Hugo thought he was winning this round by goading Leo into admitting it, he was sorely mistaken.
“Thank you,” he said instead. “I’ll be sure to check my calendar later—” lies, “—and let you know if that appointment works.”
“You’ll find the updates to your schedule in here once you sync your personal calendar with the cloud,” Hugo said, suddenly producing Leo’s missing phone seemingly from out of nowhere. “And, of course, assuming you manage not to misplace your phone again.”
Oh, that was how it was, was it? Leo plucked the phone out of his hand. He might not always have managed to keep track of the device, but luckily, he had an attentive valet who’d clearly known where it was the whole time.
“Which I’m sure you won’t,” Hugo went on as Leo swiped to open a new text that had come in and immediately grinned at the selfie Eddie had sent. He was smiling in delight in front of a shipment of rare books that Leo had arranged to have anonymously donated to the library. “…for the sake of literacy, of course, Your Highness.”
“Literacy is important to the citizens of Rosavia,” Leo murmured absently, noting the time before tucking his phone away in a pocket. Eddie would be done with his shift shortly, and he wanted to be waiting. What had Hugo