bodies of my men.”
Ari got a wicked flash of naked warriors in her mind, their hard,
muscled bodies scarred. And in the forefront was Rurik, with his wings
spread wide from his naked back.
“I didn’t…” She tried to reason with him, but it was too hard to
concentrate. Ari grabbed onto his shoulders, moaning softly as she
rocked into his hand, completely accepting his touch.
“You did,” he growled. “And I plan on making sure you grovel for my
forgiveness by bathing and kissing each and every one of my scars. Then,
you’re going to kneel before me and ask me nicely to forgive you as you
wrap your sweet lips around my cock.”
“I am to be queen. I don’t kneel and I don’t beg, not to anyone, not
even a king.”
“You’ll do it, Ari, and you’ll be thankful that I don’t make you grovel
in public. Too many times has death touched us, too many times by your
will.”
Her climax was close. “Nae. I won’t…grovel.”
Suddenly, Rurik pulled back, denying her his touch. She gasped as
the pleasure stopped and she was suspended in the torturous moment
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before release. Her hands shook and she thought of continuing on her
own, but pride kept her hands away. Rurik was staring at her as she let
her gaze roam over his body. His cock was hard, but he didn’t act as if it
affected him as he stood, arms crossed in displeasure.
“You’ll grovel, princess, trust me on that point.” He smiled, a
deliciously wicked look as he licked his lips. “You’d better hurry. The hall
is waiting to crown their new queen.”
With that, he walked away, leaving her aroused and confused. What
was that all about? Why did he stop? When she was alone, Ari
suppressed a groan and reached between her thighs to replace where his
hand had been. She rocked her hips, trying to end her own torment. Her
body jerked, but it wasn’t the same, it wasn’t the intense orgasm
promised with Rurik’s touch and it left her angry and disappointed.
XW
Walking away was the hardest thing he’d ever done, but Rurik knew
he had to leave her to think. He’d heard her talking with her cousin,
Vara, about the past. To know she laughed at his note out of
nervousness and not spite did something to him. But the note was only
one thing in a trail of many childhood injuries they’d inflicted on each
other.
His cock ached for release and he knew that if he’d wanted, he
could’ve pressed his mate against the wall and taken his pleasure in her
sweet, wet pussy. Holy stars, her breasts looked good, pressed up by the
tight corset of her bodice. This dress did nothing to hide the large, full
shape of the mounds. It was all he could do not to turn around and rip
the cream linen open so that they might spill out for his pleasure, while
still being held high by the tight bodice.
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But he couldn’t. The way he saw it, there was only one way to find
happiness with the lot the Chalice had drawn for them. He had to show
her that he was a commander. That he could respect her, just as he
could be trusted to lead her. All their lives, she’d acted better than him,
been told she was better than him. Over the years, it was her decisions
that controlled his life. Well, it was time for the tables to turn. He would
teach her to grovel so that she could walk beside him as an equal. Rurik
would show her how much she wanted him, would make her admit to
those desires. He’d long ago admitted to his.
XW
The crowd tapped their feet in applause for the longest of time,
happily receiving Rurik as their king and as her chosen mate. She’d
expected more of an uprising, but it appeared the people were really
ready to forget and forgive the unfortunate incidences that took the pure
bloods from rule. Could it be the prophecy was right? Were they more
than just ramblings of old men? She would make a point of studying
what the prophecies said a little more closely after she took her official
rule.
Falconian ceremonies were simple and her father had only to take his
crown and place it on her head for it to be over. There were no words, as
the symbolic passing of the crown was enough to convey what was
happening, just as her drinking from the goblet had been enough to seal
her fate to Rurik.
Ari was all too aware of her new mate next to her, his taller height
towering above her. She waited as Rurik was given a smaller crown.
Suddenly, his wings spread wide and the hall went crazy with
excitement, pounding their feet and cheering for their new king.
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Show off, she thought. Her body was still tense from her almost