CHAPTER 97
MONTANA'S POV
Bouncing, soft moans, grunts as the bed creaked, soon everywhere fell silent for a moment as we fell to our sides of the bed, panting and breathing hard.
With a small sweet smile, I shifted closer to him, craving his warmth and comfort. I snuggled into his chest, finding the perfect balance.
Lincoln wrapped his arms around me pulling me close in a protective embrace, "My love," he said as I hummed and moved deeper, wanting to just be attached to him or even inside him.
If that was possible.
The whole wedding and coronation was finally over and as soon as everyone left, Lincoln and I came into our room to do the deed…hehe.
I now stayed in Lincoln's room, even before this entire ceremony, so it is now our room. After our first night together, he did not want me to go back to mine, and I did not even want to go back to mine.
I leaned in and whispered while tracing lazy circles on Lincoln's chest with my fingertips, "when will we be leaving tomorrow?"
"Early I suppose, like around nine in the morning," he answered, why relaxed.
I nodded, already feeling sleepy. Today has been exhaustingin fact, the entire week was. Just today was the worst.
Before Lincoln could predict what I was about to do, I bit his cheek, giggled and then closed my eyes, "Goodnight my King," I said sexily, a small smirk lingering on my face.
I could hear him chuckle as he came closer, his breath fanning my face, and he kissed my nose, and said with his calm and sexy voice that I could not just get enough of, "Goodnight, my love."
The next morning when I woke up and checked the time. It was ten in the morning. I fell back in the bed, while Lincoln still slept but managed to pull me closer to him.
"We need to get out of here," I whispered to him and kept pecking every part of his face until he squinted his eyes and was not finally awake.
"Huh?", he asked.
"It is ten already, we need to leave before something keeps us, that cannot even happen."
Lincoln groaned, obviously wanting more sleep.
"Don't worry baby, when we get there, you will have lots of time to sleep and more things", I wiggled my brows shortly and proceeded to leave the bed, heading for the bathroom, "I will go shower."
I got pulled back down on the bed, where he attacked me with hugs and kisses, some of which were quite ticklish.
I laughed loudly, smacking his arm softly, "Let me gooooo."
"Finee, I am going to join you in the shower anyway", he admitted.
"Let's see if you can get in on time", and immediately I said that, I jumped out of bed and rushed into the bathroom, I was about to shut the bathroom door when he slipped in.
Slipped in because how?
I looked at the door and then back at him, did it a few more times, which crackled him up, and now he was feeling himself, "so many skills I have up my sleeves' babe," he said.
Shower time was indeed very hot. We missed our flight and still did not miss it at the same time since Lincoln owned a jet.
Breakfast was fast. Goodbyes too to everyone as we are going on our honeymoon I would say, a little vacation, just me and my mate, all alone, no disturbance.
Aunt Calista was also here, she had come in to help with the ceremonies and all that. She would be looking after the kids as well as the rest of them.
Zendaya is fully healed now, just a little scar as the knife went too deep in and was silver.
So far, she was her normal self again, although sometimes she would be scared, especially at night when she has nightmares, but we were all there to see her through it.
"So this was really how me and Finn's chapter ended", I thought to myself, "I would have never thought such a thing would happen, even close to the extent that he would die by my hands."
Hands which Lincoln took into his now as we walked to our jet. I gave Lincoln an excited look, concentrating on just him and me.
As for Finn, he got what he was looking for.
Chime, chime...we have arrived at our destination!
Paris.
There were so many ways to describe this city, but I would go with the City of love. Makes it more special as he is seated right besides me.
We got down from the jet and the porteur, helped carry our bags to our ride that was already waiting for us.
"Merci," Lincoln said to the porteur, bringing out his wallet, and giving the porter a big tip, "Pour vous et un travail bien fait."
Okayyy...what just happened!
I watched Lincoln until we got into our ride and I turned to him, "You can speak French?"
"You are in for many surprises' mon amour," he said and winked at me.
That was hot! This man!
"A ti también te esperan tantas sorpresas mi amor", I said to him with a proud smile. My mother's best friend, my second mother and my hard work, would show him that I also have a language I can speak, Spanish.
Except we are not in Mexico.
"no me importa el amor", he replied with a raised brow and a smirk.
You have got to be kidding me.
"How many things do I not know about you and how many languages can you speak, Lincoln?", I asked with a pout. This was not fair.
"Do not be like that", he chuckled and pulled me to him while I still pouted, "We have enough time to unlock different things about each other."
I huffed but nodded.
"And for your question, I speak four languages, English aside. I speak French, Spanish, Italian, and Russian."
"My man is the real deal", I muttered proudly.
He ruffled my hair and pecked it as we finally arrived at our hotel.
Hôtel Plaza Athénée.