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And Tehdra understood.
His scent was an irresistible beacon and she leaned in close and inhaled. Faster than she tracked, he moved behind her. Her beast purred in approval. His hard cock branded her buttocks as he pressed into her.
He cupped her breast, then trailed his fingers with pressure over her hard straining nipple, then gently pinched.
“I am tempted to sink my cock into your tightness right here. I can already taste your wetness…sweet and warm.” His voice held promises she couldn’t begin to interpret. Cream slicked from her channel, the proof of her weakness.
Take…
Her beast’s voice, familiar and insidious, slid through her mind.
She arched, her breasts were unconfined beneath the loose caftan, granting him the access he needed. One of his hands ran up the back of her thighs as she trembled beneath his touch. It was then Tehdra realized she would never be able to keep from his bed. She would guard her heart, but it would be impossible to banish the raw hunger twisting through her. She wanted to feel his tongue sliding through her sex, savour his kisses…. He made her crave.
“Then why don’t you?”
He stiffened. “I desire you too much. Since meeting you, my thoughts have been filled with spreading your pu
ssy and fucking you hard and deep. I want to ride you until you’re screaming out in agony, because it’s so pleasurable it hurts.” His voice was rough and dark. “But I will not be controlled by lust.”
Her flesh was sensitized and she ached for him to fulfill his fantasies. While his restraint frustrated her, she understood. The iron control he possessed would make him resent the need she elicited. A smile curved her lips. He hungered for her as she did him. “Then I will anticipate the days until you claim me.”
“We dine within the hour,” he said gruffly at her nape.
With a nod, she slipped from his tempting embrace.
She would grant the king her body…but obdurately protect her heart and soul.
Chapter Four
Ajali liked the sinuous way Tehdra sauntered. There was a deadly grace to her movements. He’d always enjoyed the varied pleasure his concubines provided, and even now he craved the hot bliss of lust-pounding sex. And he wanted it with Tehdra. But with her, there was another element he couldn’t quite identify, and it had held him back when he wanted to do nothing but pry her legs open and sink his cock inside her. He’d sent word to his Kingblades to have her investigated. He would be a fool to ignore the danger.
As if she could sense his regard, she turned her head in his direction…and smiled. His gut clenched. Hunger rose, sharp and wicked, and even the heat buried inside of him, pulsated. He cursed silently and savagely. He yearned for her. The only thing he had ever craved in the last few hundred years was the protection of his kingdom. He had no need for softer companions, of a distraction from his sole purpose. It had been the reason he had not sought his kala—his queen. Nothing must divert him from the fight to come. The hari Tehdra was supposed to be a lure for the enemy…not for him.
What was it about her?
The massive doors to the private dining area opened, and Uriah strolled in, followed by his wife, Lady Shae. His brother flicked a quick but thorough appraisal over Tehdra. It irritated Ajali that Uriah’s eyes lingered on the swell of her curves and a spark of appreciation filled his gaze before he lowered his lids. Lady Shae hesitated, surprise suffusing her features. She planted a smile on her face and greeted Ajali. Then she turned her curiosity-filled stare to the concubine at his table, who unflinchingly returned their gazes.
“Hari Tehdra.”
Obsidian eyes slowly shifted to him. “King Ajali?”
He smiled at the challenge in her tone. “Meet my brother, High Duke Uriah, and his wife, Lady Shae.”
Tehdra rose from the table and executed an elegant curtsey. Did she not realize her head did not lower, and she displayed no deference? Nothing about her indicated she came from a lower family.
Ajali’s interest mounted with rapidity.
Everyone sat and started to eat from the platters of roasted meats, pies and fruits artistically displayed on the large table.
The first step in appearing besotted was underway. Lady Shae was influential with the other ladies of the high court. By tomorrow, the castle would be rife with gossip that the king had a commoner dined at his table, and he’d been unable to tear his gaze away.
He grunted softly, for his inability to shift his regard from Tehdra was not false.
A heavy groan echoed in the room, and the door opened once more. Lady Sascha sauntered in as if he’d extended an invitation.
“I am sorry I am late, my king,” she said with saccharine sweetness and a curtsy.
Uriah’s displeasure was pronounced.
