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We come to the door of the manor, Slyth opening it as he steps aside.

“I must get back to the palace. You two go on ahead, I shall return at the light of morning.”

“Alright… I should be ready then.”

Slyth bows to us before making a swift exit. I gesture for Rory to enter first, which she obeys quietly. No doubt she is upset, but I have at least gotten her to safety for the time being.

15

AURORA

Alone, just the two of us, and an awkwardness takes me over. It’s one that’s borne from the confusion and uncertainty of this strange and dangerous situation. My head spins with it all. There’s no confusion about the fact that I’m attracted to Zalith. Everything in my mind, body, and soul screams this at me.

But I don’t trust him. I can’t trust him. He’s naga after all, and I hardly landed in this place because of any of their good intentions. Despite what he’s said to me and how he kissed me just now, he was also talking of marrying another noble!

Then his words swirl through my mind, the way he touched me and defended me. He seemed genuinely concerned for me, and that just adds to the attraction that I feel for him.

“Would you like something to eat? Or maybe some wine? Or both, of course.” His words penetrate my fuzzy mind, and I look over at him. There’s something so powerful, so regal about him. Being here in his impressive home just adds to that.

“No, thank you, I’m not hungry,” I reply, now tracing my eyes over this space. It’s large but not over the top, and in the usual naga tradition it is architecturally beautiful and yet simple. High ceilings, white drapes, and curved, clean lines and spirals.

“Then we should get some sleep,” he says after I’ve declined the food. “Dawn is approaching. You can follow me upstairs to the bedroom.”

“Bedroom?” I ask, confused at how a space this big would have only one.

“There is little need for more than one-bed chamber,” he says as if this is the most obvious thing in the world, and I suppose to a naga it is. “Come.”

He leads me to the spiral staircase, and as we twist our way along it, I wonder what I’m to be greeted with. Sure enough, as he says there is no other bedroom. Instead, the space is dominated by weapons, books, and art. An impressive and eclectic display.

“Here,” he says, opening the door to his room.

As I imagined it is a simple yet tasteful and impressive space, though my main concern is that there is, of course, just one bed. He sweeps into the room and I step in and perch nervously on the edge of the bed, unsure of what to do with myself. I’m no stranger to the male form and have had a couple of lovers, but they were always human, and I’ve heard the rumors that naga males are… different.

He senses my unease, of course. “Don’t worry, you’re safe with me.”

“Yes… yes, I know,” I reply. Because whatever else is going on with me, I do feel that he’s not going to harm me in any way.

“You are welcome to take the bed, and I will sleep on the floor,” he says matter-of-factly.

I gasp, shocked by his remark. “I can’t make the prince sleep on the floor!” I reply, surprised at how easily it slips out. Zalith smiles and looks back at me.

“Imagine what the king and queen would say,” he teases.

I smile. “I’m sure they’d have plenty to say about this situation,” I remark.

“Of that, I have no doubt. Please, get some rest. If you are concerned about ousting a prince from his bed, then we will share. It’s plenty big enough.”

My heart hammers in my chest. He extinguishes all of the light in a bid to give me some privacy to undress, which I start to do, quickly diving between the sumptuous sheets as he undresses on the other side of the bed.

As I lay there consumed by him, with no chance of getting any sleep, I wonder if he is feeling the same way. I toss and turn, slowly edging my way closer, and I gasp when his tail brushes my leg.

Instantly my sex heats, and I know he must be able to smell my arousal. I let out a strangled moan when that tail brushes further up my leg and then it is wrapping around it, claiming it, claimingmeas if I am prey.

Part of me wants to throw myself upon him, but I’m just frozen in place, taken by the sheer thrill of what he is doing to me, my body just wanting to submit to his advances. He snakes his tail up my thigh and I hold my breath, wondering if he’s going to stop there.

But he doesn’t.

“Oh, my…” The tip presses at my sex, exploring, searching, trying to penetrate me. Before I can say any more his mouth is at my ear.

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