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Nyx must feel it because he squeezes the back of my neck, and then kisses my temple. “Don’t fear. I don’t have it in my soul to kill him.”
I blow out a breath. “That’s a relief.”
He grins, showing a sharp row of teeth. “It is. Now, I just have to figure out how to live my best life with you and him. I promise you, I will try to put the past behind me.” His fingers dig into my hip and yank me forward, pressing against him. “You both are worth the effort.”
We take turns rinsing our bodies under the steaming hot water. I can’t help but to sneak a little grab of his bubbly butt.
He grunts, quirking one eyebrow at me as he pushes his wet hair back.
I steal another grab. “I didn’t know dragons had so much cake.” I move my hand to the right cheek, squeezing that globe too. The scales are different on his ass, smooth and faded with a faint rainbow shine like the rest of him.
He snags both my hands and wraps my arms around his waist, sliding my palms down until I’m cupping both cheeks.
Ooooh, that’s… that’s amazing. These cheeks are a work of art.
“This is the only cake you’re allowed to have, My Darling Jewel. Do you understand me? You won’t be looking at any other dragon.”
“Why would I? I have the Prince’s ass in my hands. Squeezing each cheek. So soft…” I mumble, practically lost in the softness as the flesh gives under my fingers. I giggle as I knead. “So when I say you’re a royal pain in my ass, that will be so accurate.”
His tail wraps around my waist. It slips down my crease, teasing me. “I’ll give you a pain in your ass if you aren’t careful.”
I flush, the thought of somethingtherehas me flustered.
“Don’t worry—” his tail brushes up and down between the crease. “I won’t take you there until I know you’re ready— until you’re prepared. It isn’t something that just happens. We will have to prep you.” He rubs the worry lines between my brows, his own chuckle escaping him. “Don’t look so afraid. I won’t let anything happen to you.” His tail unravels and I turn around, my palms empty and missing the weight of his cheeks as I shut the water off.
“You wanted me dead, if I remember correctly,” I joke, reminding him of how we met.
He closes his eyes in regret and shame. “I am so sorry, Rarity. I tried to kill you and I haven’t even apologized for it. I am such an asshole.”
“It’s okay. Really. I understand—”
“—It isn’t okay,” he growls, his eyes glowing bright orange as smoke drifts from his nose. “Nothing about how I acted is okay. I shouldn’t have lost my temper. I was already irritated with Cailian being my firebond and I saw you drinking from him. I couldn’t smell you—”
I kiss the middle of his chest since it’s the closest surface on him I can reach. I tilt my head back, getting a view of the bottom of his chin. “Will you look at me?”
He huffs, a small flame blazing forward before he listens to me. Finally, those eyes lock onto mine.
“I know you couldn’t smell me. My father explained that your sense of smell is— and I mean this in the best way— crap.”
He chuffs, duel flames flickering from his nostrils. “I don’t know how that’s the best way. I wouldn’t say it is crap.” He pouts, sticking out his bottom lip slightly. “It’s just… not the greatest unless someone or something is close to me.”
I pluck his bottom lip, snickering. “I don’t blame you, is what I am trying to say. I understand. I’m glad you didn’t kill me though or we wouldn’t be here.”
He opens the shower stall door, and I shiver when the cool air hits my bare skin. Nyx steps out, dipping his head below the top of the doorway. He turns to me and glorifies me with a view of his nude body. Everything about him is impressive. His muscles are defined and thick. The water travels from his onyx chest down to his heavy cock hanging between his legs.
“I wouldn’t have killed you. I would have realized.” Nyx holds out his hand, the water sizzling on his scales before steaming, evaporating in thin air.
“That’s convenient.” I step out of the stall, sliding my hand across his rough palm. The bond hums in content, happiness coming off Nyx in waves. “But I need a towel.”
He wraps his arms around me, then his wings, and everything becomes hot. I watch as the water dries on my arms.
“You only need it for your hair. I’m afraid if I try to dry that, I’ll burn it off.”
I yelp, shoving away from him. “You better not. I wouldn’t look cute bald.” I snag a towel, flip my hair over my head, and twist it.
“You could never not look beautiful. If you ever lost your hair, and if you wanted, I would travel the depths of all dimensions to find the finest, softest silk strands and make you a hairpiece. Do you want them made of gold? The strands of hair of thoseI’ve killed for you? You name what you want, and it will be your crown, My Darling Jewel.”
The thought of wearing a dead person’s hair should scare the hell out of me, but coming from Nyx, I am only reassured of his feelings for me.
