Chapter 63

Lucas' POV:

Impulsively, I shut my eyes and let myself drown in the wild pleasure that Matilda's lips offered. Her lips had a faint taste of alcohol and it even got me more sexually excited. I returned the kiss with equal fervor, her tongue swimming in mine with frenzy as I pulled her body closer to mine. For a moment, I forgot about the full moon festival, Veronica, and even my heirship to the throne. All I cared for was to satisfy the throbbing in my groin.

"Seems someone has missed me like crazy," Matilda teased breathlessly as she slightly pulled away from my arm. I could see a glint of mischief in her eyes.

"Do you want to just talk or do you want something else," I teased, returning the favor. I watched her bite her lower lip seductively as her gaze fell on my black leather pants.

"Well, Lucas," she began, her voice was dangerously low as she wrapped her arms around my neck and lowered my face to meet hers. "It seems you can't get enough of me. Why don't we go somewhere private