Besides, I know the only thing that will release this lustful tension is those two sexy wolf kings out there.
I step out of bed and head over to the window, gazing out at the dark plains in front of the castle. A wolf howls in the distance. Several more answer.
I wonder how long it will take to get used to that?
After a while of gazing up at the moon and stars, I throw on a yellow summer dress and head out to walk around the castle and burn some energy. Maybe even to catch a glimpse of those sexy kings who keep insisting I’m their mate.
It seems insane. Me? Their mate?
But the more I think about it, the more right it feels. My body was craving theirs. I was sitting there with my pussy aching, wishing they would act on those dirty thoughts I knew they were thinking. I kept wondering what it would feel like to have all those hands on me. Their sexy mouths… Their long, hard cocks…
My whole life, I’ve never even fantasized about having one cock, and now, I want two at the same time? What is this place?
I sneak into the quiet hallway with the slow-burning torches on the walls lighting the way. My pulse races whenever I look at the dark shadows, wondering if there’s a wolf in there waiting to leap on me.
But I know that’s silly. Cassius and Tovik wouldn’t let anything bad happen to me. I could feel the protectiveness in their gazes as much as I could feel their intense possession wrapping around me.
I tiptoe down a few hallways and then up the curling staircase, which leads to the kings’ room. Oren gave me a very brief tour of the place when he showed me to my room, so I know which way to go.
My heart pounds nervously when I see the flickering light under their door. I almost turn back, but I keep going, needing to see them again.
I take a deep breath and knock on the thick wooden door.
It opens a minute later, and my breath is taken away when Cassius greets me with a sexy grin.
“Princess,” he says with those lust-filled eyes roaming all over me. “I was hoping to see you.”
He’s ditched the fancy clothes and is wearing silk black pajama pants and a white tank top. His long black hair is tied back into a ponytail. Somehow he looks even sexier in casual clothes.
His thick muscular arms cross over his chest as he leans on the doorframe and practically fucks me with his eyes. He inhales deeply, his nostrils flaring as his sexy eyes darken. I wonder if he can smell what I’m thinking. If he can smell all that throbbing between my legs.
A part of me is embarrassed, but a darker, naughtier part of me is intrigued. It wants him to smell. It wants him to know.
“Are you going to invite me in?”
He steps to the side with a grin. I take a deep breath and step into his office.
It’s a large room with a roaring fire. In the center of the room is a giant carved map with little carvings of wolves and monsters scattered over it.
“Am I interrupting anything?” I ask as I glance at the map.
“You are always welcome to interrupt me, Princess,” he says as he watches me walk to the fireplace. I put an extra bit of sway in my gait to drive him mad. “Nothing is more important than you.”
“Where is Tovik?” I ask, ignoring his compliment.
“He’s in the field,” Cassius says. “Fighting the Hollowborn.”
My body goes cold when I look at the tiny carvings of monsters on the map. It hits me that he’s out there, fighting those deadly creatures. My own protective side comes roaring out. I don’t like him out there in danger. I want him safe in the castle with us.
“Don’t worry, my love,” Cassius says, sensing my unease. “Tovik can take care of himself. It is the Hollowborn who should be afraid of him.”
I swallow hard, wanting to believe him, but still wishing he was here. It doesn’t feel complete without him here with us.
“He’s quite the fighter, isn’t he?” I ask as I stroke the wolf figurine with the crown on its head.
“The best I’ve ever seen,” he says. “The best in all nine kingdoms, I’m sure.”
I smile when I think about how quiet and stoic he is. The kind of man who speaks only when necessary, but loves with his whole being.