As Eltanin heard water splashing in the bathroom, he clenched his fists. He was trapped in his own game because he wanted to go inside the bathroom and sink his cock deep inside her. He waited for... one minute. And then he stormed inside the bathroom. She was lying in the hot water bathtub. It was a perfect visual display.
"Okay, I take my words back!" Eltanin rasped and joined her, crossing the distance between them in three measured strides.
Tania burst out laughing. "What about the much-boasted control, my dear King?"New novel chapters are published on
His chest rumbled with a growl. He pulled her in front of him and rested his thighs on her sides. "You are a siren, Tania. I am sure you wielded fae magic out there. I was in control until... I wasn't."
"Oh, so it is my fault that you lost control," Tania teased him, splashing water at him.
He caught her wrists behind her with one hand and curled his fingers around her throat. Making her look at him at the back by tilting her head, he said, "Yes. Every time I lose control, it is because of you." Saying that he pressed a kiss on her lips. Moments later, he grabbed her ass and slid her down his length.
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As soon as Lerna opened the door of their bedroom, Rigel grabbed her waist and lifted her off her feet. "Rigel!" she squealed. "We have to pack. We are going back in a few hours!"
"I don't care," he growled. "I want you to pack my cock in you."
She swatted his hands as she giggled. He walked towards the bed and opened the strings of her gown. He sucked in a sharp breath and brushed her hair over her shoulder so that he could help her out of her dress. "You are so smooth," he murmured behind her as he brushed his lips at the back of her neck. "Made for me."
In that moment Lerna felt the warmth of his words and his body. "Yes, I am yours."
Closing his eyes, he took a shuddering breath and with a groan, he slammed home. Her back arched in response as she cried, as she whimpered. "Yes, give me more. I need you!"
He increased his pace and soon the two came together. She screamed his name as she came all around him and he bellowed to the ceiling when he spilled his seeds inside her. They both lay on the bed beside each other in the throes of love.
He pulled up the blanket over them and covered them. As peppered soft kisses on her shoulder as he continued to caress her with his fingers.
"I am so glad that this is all past us, Rigel," said Lerna. She settled her head in the crook of his arm.
"Yes, now Araniea can look forward to a better future," he said.
"I have a small request though."
"What about, Lerna?" He frowned at her.
"When things go back on track, is it possible that the magic seal around Hydra is opened? I want you to take over that kingdom and build it all over again."
Rigel propped up his elbow and rested his head on his palm. "Lerna, what are you saying? That kingdom is infested with Nyxers. It is just a deep, disgusting abyss of werewolves."
"Rigel," Lerna breathed. "You don't know the condition of women out there. We have to do something about them. I know it is a lot of danger, but I am not asking you to go now. Maybe, a year later when all their rations would deplete? When they would be in such a terrible condition that they would need all the help. And then they won't be in a position to rebel."
Rigel was surprised that Lerna was so bright in matters of politics. He tucked a strand of hers behind her ear and said, "Lerna, they are demon spawns. I am not sure that they will like any change or would be ready for a change. They have been brought up in an atmosphere that is filthy for ages. It is impossible to change their attitude towards life."
"But their women—" Lerna's lips downturned. "You must help them."
"Okay," he breathed. "We will cross the bridge when it comes."