Total pages in book: 109
Estimated words: 104842 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 524(@200wpm)___ 419(@250wpm)___ 349(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 104842 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 524(@200wpm)___ 419(@250wpm)___ 349(@300wpm)
“We have to retire and have your cake,” he announced, and I chuckled. “And since I won’t eat any, would you like to eat it off me?”
I laughed. “That’s not how it works.”
“Who’s to say?” he teased, bending to kiss me.
After we said our good-nights, the two of us headed back, alone but for his dreki, and Brenna and Kamari. Varic surprised them all when they saw the table of glasses and blood he had set up at the entrance to our wing. Once everyone had a full glass, Varic made a toast for fallen friends who would never be far from our thoughts. I loved it, and told him so when the cheering subsided.
“Once the coronation is done tomorrow and I change Ode’s blood,” he said as we climbed the stairs to the loft, “there will be another celebration but the morning after, you and I will go alone to Capri to our villa there.”
“Alone?”
“With only your two guards, four of mine, and your replacement hendr, yes.”
I scoffed.
“You don’t believe me?” he asked as we stood in front of the door.
“Does the new king get a holiday so soon? Is that even possible?”
“I’m afraid if we don’t go now, it will be a year before I can go away with you.”
“And that’s okay, you know. There’s a lot for you to do and––”
“No,” he rasped, and I was surprised at his tone and how hard he was holding my arms as he stared down into my face. “I lost you. You were gone, and…and then I was rewarded for holding out for my one love and you returned to me. I will never, ever, take my time with you for granted, and there will be no doubt in your mind that you are my greatest treasure.”
I took his face in my hands. “I know all that already, but yeah, I will go to Capri with you because I saw it in a magazine when I was nineteen years old and I’ve always wanted to go.”
The happiness that washed over his face warmed every part of me. “You did? You mean I will give you something you’ve always wanted?”
I sighed deeply. “You already did that.”
His brows furrowed like he was actually confused, and I couldn’t have loved him more.
“Listen, I had an amazing wedding, I have a husband I love, a wonderful home, and together, we have the promise of a child. I couldn’t be happier.”
He was very pleased. I could tell from the smug grunt and the lazy smile I was getting. “I bet I can make you happier. Let’s see if I can,” he murmured before kissing me.
Sometimes when Varic kissed me, I got lost in the feel of him, his taste and the heat. When I had him in my arms, holding all that power was overwhelming, and how he clutched me against him never failed to overwhelm my senses either.
“So easy,” he whispered, his voice ragged as he pulled away and tugged me after him, far more affected by my willing submission than he would say.
“You’re easy too,” I purred, and heard his breath catch.
I was smiling as he rolled the heavy steel warehouse door open before shoving me through, and then quickly closed it behind us. My laughter bubbled up when I was grabbed and pushed up against it face-first.
“Do be careful of the suit,” I teased him as I toed off my shoes, and got the immediate snarl I was after. “And my ruby is there as well.”
He didn’t care, instead yanked and pulled, not careful as he stripped me, and I was smiling when his hand fisted in my hair. He wrenched my head to the side, and I saw the packet of lube between his teeth.
“Where were you wanting to take me, my prince? In a corridor perhaps? In a dark alcove? Where is your legendary patience and stamina?”
His growl ran right through me, and once he had lube coating his hand, he leaned in and took my mouth in a mauling kiss.
I kissed him with the same fever in my blood, feasting on his tongue, pushing back on the two slick fingers he pressed in deep.
Hands on the cold steel, bracing myself, I arched my back as he drove up inside me, and screamed his name.
It was brutal and hard and rode that fine line between pleasure and pain, but his hot mouth was on mine, his hand milking my cock, and the rutting relaxed my muscles after only moments. I loved being taken by him in all ways, in every way, and the fact that he had to have me, could never get enough of me, aroused me more than anything. I had never had a more voracious, demanding lover, and I never wanted him to change.
Breaking the kiss, he licked over the curve where my neck and throat met, and then slowly bit down. The puncture of his fangs, the drinking while being impaled on his cock, was simply more than I could bear. I came on the door as he locked me in his arms, holding me up, holding me tight, and fed.