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My ear twitches.
I hear footsteps.
I tilt my head, as if that can make me hear better.
Under the door, shadows move. Unlike the time when the prince promised he’d come to my room, and intruders showed up to hurt me, this time, my wings flutter at the sound of D’Artaron’s voice. He’s instructing the guards to move away from the door and go to the end of the hallway so we’ll have maximum privacy.
It’s happening.
I am going to have sex.
Holy crap.
My heart’s starting to beat so loudly that I think it might run off screaming when the door opens and D’Artaron steps inside. With his dark teal wings rising above his already large frame, he appears as a divine force of nature as he steps inside the chamber and closes the door behind him. Stopping, he looks around the room and then at me, his gaze slowly dropping from my face, sliding over my breasts, and landing between my spread legs.
With my palms facing up and resting on my thighs, I am open to his gaze.
“What a pretty queen I have,” he purrs.
I smile.
“The room is very beautiful,” he says.
“Thank you.”
“Are you ready?”
“I am.”
He walks up to me and touches my pussy with the tip of his boot. He swirls the boot there, then withdraws. The tip glistens with my fluids.
“Undress me,” he says.
I get to my feet and reach for the top button of his uniform while he watches me, his hand landing on my hip and causing goose bumps to rise all over my skin.
“D’Artaron,” I say. “Why are you wearing gloves?”
“Because you like the feel of leather on your skin.”
I swallow. “How do you know that?”
“I pay attention to what your body is telling me.” He squeezes my hip and trails his gloved fingers over my back, and I shiver, hurrying up with the buttons.
“You have a leather fetish,” he says. “Then again, you wouldn’t be mine if you didn’t, for I’ve fantasized about touching you since I met you.”
“Since you met me?”
He nods and shrugs off his jacket. It falls on the floor, and he leaves it there. Shocked he’s not picking it up, I go to put it away, but he steadies me.
“I want tonight to be messy,” he says. “I don’t want to think about anything besides how best to pleasure you and take what I need from your body and your heart and your mind. I want to get lost inside you. I want the magic of us to take me places I haven’t been before. The places in my mind where I’ve kept this side of me locked away for so long, I wonder if I will be able to recognize that part of me at all.”
“Which side of you?” I ask as I unbutton the last button before I untuck his shirt and move it over his shoulders.
“The lover part of me. The one you need.”
The shirt falls on the floor, revealing the beautiful torso I want to lick. And this time, unlike the time in his office, I have permission to lick, touch, and even sniff it if I like.
I lean in and inhale his scent, and the moment I do, D’Artaron floods me with his mating scent, causing the ball of liquid in my belly to slide down my channel and spill out like lava down a mountain.
