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“Don’t fib, little queen,” he murmurs in my ear, and then he holds me tighter and presses ever so slowly up into my thighs. “It’s right here whenever you want it.”
I feel the bulge against my flesh, and the craving to wrap my fingers around him grows even stronger.
“We are in public,” I say in a whisper without raising my head.
“It’s not like I’m going to fuck you over this table,” he says, in a way that tells me he’s thinking about it.
Oh, stars and blood. I feel a rush of wetness at the thought of my Alpha claiming me here in front of everyone so they know who I belong to.
“If we carry on like this, everyone is going to gossip about us,” I say, but I’m unable to drag my eyes away from him. I’m only theoretically aware that there are other people in the room. For me there’s only Zabriel.
His mouth curves in a smirk, and he holds the goblet to my lips once more. “I know what the people in this room are thinking and saying to each other. They’re saying that if the king keeps looking at Lady Isavelle like that, her belly will soon be swelling, and then there will be plenty of heirs running around the castle in the near future.”
I choke a little on my wine and wipe my mouth with the back of my hand. “The people of Maledin can slow their expectations.”
Zabriel slides a hand over my stomach and says in a velvety murmur, “So soft. So ready for me when I finally knot you. I can smell how fertile you are,sha’len. You’re going to look delicious full of my knot and then full of my children, your belly big and round.” He groans and sinks his teeth into his lower lip, staring at me like he’s picturing it, his large fingers splayed over my stomach.
My face flames so red that I don’t know where to look and can’t form proper thoughts. Everything feels liquid between my thighs. “If you keep talking like this then you-know-what is going to happen all over your lap again.”
Zabriel groans. “Does me talking to you like this make your slick well up? Please get it all over me. I love my Omega so wet and needy.”
Oh, stars, how do I distract him? Remembering the tea that the Temple Maidens brought me this morning, I ask, “Will you remind me to drink a special tea from the Flame Temple when my false heat starts again?”
Zabriel caresses my face. “Of course,sha’len. I will be delighted to.”
That worked. He’s not sayingknotanymore at least. I quickly think of another distraction and glance sadly at his plate. “I don’t think I’ve been eating enough these past few days. I feel so weak since my false heat.”
He reaches for a spoon so fast he nearly knocks it off the table. “Have some stew. Try these roasted vegetables.”
The food is delicious, and I realize how hungry I am when I start to eat. I take grateful bites from the spoon he holds out for me.
“You have some too,” I urge him when he scoops up more stew with his spoon, and he eats that mouthful.
I rip a piece of bread from the piece on his plate, dip it into a creamy dish made from ground nuts and spices, and hold it to his lips.
“You’re so cute,” he says, taking the bread from me and kissing my fingertips. It’s pleasing holding up morsels and watching him eat them.
“What was your family like?” I ask, wondering if he misses them and if that’s why he’s talking about having children with me.
He sighs heavily. “My family? They were…complicated.”
I chew slowly on a bite of vegetables and swallow. “I was curious about the former king and queen, but we don’t have to talk about them if it’s painful.”
“That’s all right. We can talk about them a little. What would you like to know?”
“What were your parents like?”
“My mother was a very beautiful Omega, kind and sweet and clever. She would have liked you, though you are different in many ways. She was a quintessential Omega of my time, obedient and submissive just like my father wanted. Like every Alpha expected. It’s why you and I had so much trouble at first. I had all these expectations of what you would be like, and you weren’t fulfilling them. Now, I’m glad you didn’t. I don’t want us to be anything like my parents’ relationship. My father took his role as Alpha and king to the extreme.”
Zabriel is suddenly frowning. I trace his lips with my fingertip. “You smile when you remember your mother, but you never do when you talk about your father.”
“Alphas find it hard to get along with other Alphas.”
I don’t know about that. Zabriel seems to get along with everyone. He’s even pleasant to Stesha. “Was he a good king?”
His expression grows even flintier, and he seethes, “We lost everything because of him. New Maledin has to do better. I have to do better. For a long time, I thought he was a good father and a good king…”
Zabriel stares at our joined fingers for a long time, his jaw tight. Then he mutters a curse. “I’m so angry with him,sha’len. Do you mind if we talk about this another time?”
