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morning.”

“And Rurik can’t be that person? Ari, have you looked at him? He’s

gorgeous, he’s built like a walking god and he can fly. Can you imagine

being in the arms of a soldier?” Vara giggled, kneeling by Ari’s legs so as

not to sit on the coronation gown. Taking Ari’s hands, she said, “What

more could you ask for in your bed?”

“He’s not the holding kind,” Ari said. “People who… Men like him…

He’s a soldier.”

“Haven’t you ever wondered what it would be like to have sex with a

man who could fly? Hovering above the ground as they take you?”

“You should take a lover,” Ari said.

“I haven’t met any men who appreciate me and I won’t settle.” Vara

shrugged.

“I should have poured it on the floor,” Ari moaned, wanting nothing

more than to hide.

“You should get dressed and face Rurik like an adult. You have

grown up, chances are, he has too.”





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CHAPTER FOUR


Ari stared wide-eyed, stunned to silence as Rurik’s bold fingers

pressed between her thighs. Even through the thick red material of her

coronation gown she could feel him rubbing along her slit, stirring her

passions even as she fought to keep them at bay. The dress was a

beautiful tunic gown with a dark red overskirt above a light cream

underskirt. It fitted tight to her waist, held together by thick corded

ribbons that crossed under her breasts, holding them up. Her breasts

were covered with a soft cream material that matched her underskirt.

Suddenly, she wished she had a little more protection against the

onslaught of Rurik’s hands.

Oh yea, she thought sarcastically as she witnessed the childish

taunting in his eyes, he’s really matured.

“If you don’t mind,” she hissed, wiggling to be free. It didn’t work. Her

movements only caused his hand to rub all the harder. “I have a crown

to accept.”

“I’m surprised you didn’t try and have the mating dissolved,” he said,

not letting her go. He had somehow snuck into her bedchambers. Her

guess was he flew through a window in the shape of a falcon before

making himself known. How long had he been there? Watching her

dress? Hearing her conversation with Vara?

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Nervously, she laughed. “I am a princess. I hold true to my word,

Commander. I chose to drink from the Chalice and in doing so I have

accepted the fate that is laid out for me.”

“Huh, I thought it was because there was no defense. What, with the

prophecy.”

Her lips tightened in irritation.

Rurik laughed. His voice lowered and his wings spread to the side as

he leaned over to press his face close to hers. “Or was it because you

liked it when I touched you?”

“I don’t…” She couldn’t finish the sentence. His fingers felt too

deliciously wicked against her pussy and he was nibbling at her ear.

“Mm.”

“What was that, princess?” He kissed her neck. His wings came

forward, their dark feathers looming forward to block out light.

“I…” she tried again, only to rock her hips forward into his hand. She

felt safe next to his large body. All thoughts of duty and coronation left

her as he continued his assault on her neck. He still wore the same

clothes as before and she ran her hands over the front of his tunic shirt,

pulling at the laces.

“You felt me when I came inside you, didn’t you?” His soft whisper

was hot against her ear. “You feel my claim even now.”

“Why are you doing this, Rurik? We both know you have no wish to

be mated to me. Why aren’t you trying to get out of it?” Ari bit her lip to

keep from crying out. His fingers curled upward, making for an even

deeper caress along her clit.

“Why else? For the power. Maybe now you will quit trying to have me

and my men killed.”



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“What?” she gasped. He pulled back, his hand still intimately wicked

along her sex, working her toward release through her clothing. His dark

eyes pierced her with their intensity. “I nev-er, oh.”

“What was that, princess?” he demanded, keeping her trapped to his

will.

“I said I never tried to have you killed.” She couldn’t think. Ari

desperately wished he’d lift her skirts and take her as he had on the bed.

His touch made it hard to concentrate, and yet she got the strange

feeling that this was punishment as much as it was pleasure.

“I have scars on my body that beg to differ,” he growled. “As do the