Page 106 of Red King

He smiles at me; it’s sexy. Everything about this man is perfection. His cock is jutting from his body. His muscles bulge from his exertions. His biceps, abs, and thighs seem to be carved out of stone. There’s still a smattering of scales on his chest. His eyes are fully focused on me, and they’re still slitted. A vivid blue that has my breath hitching.

It’s like I’m the only woman on the planet.

He stops just shy of me, taking me in…sniffing the air. Then he growls low, his chest rumbling. The sound is terrifying and such a turn-on. I’m about to be attacked in the best of ways.

I lift my dress and open my legs a little so that he can see I’m naked and ready.

Arctic’s gaze drops to the junction between my legs. He licks his lips. “I’m going to eat you all up, Paisley,” he says so softly that I almost have to read his lips.

Then he closes the short distance between us. He kisses me, grabbing a handful of my ass, groaning into my mouth, pushing himself against me.

I moan, tasting smoke and fire on his lips. I love it.

Then he drops to his knees before me, looking up at me like I’m…special…like maybe I’m everything. But that just isn’t true. It’s lust.

Then he pulls a leg over his shoulder and buries his face between my thighs, his tongue zoning in on my clit.

I moan softly, putting my hands flat on the rock.

His tongue.

His mouth.

His—

“What’s going on here?”

Arctic stands and turns. I drop my dress.

Crap!

Cathy has her mouth wide open. She staggers back, her eyes filled with horror as she looks down at Arctic’s erection and then at me.

He puts his hand over his cock. “What are you doing here?” he snarls at her.

Cathy flinches away. “Oh, my god! Were you just…? Shit.” She covers her mouth. “You guys were… You’re…” She staggers some more. For a moment, it looks like she might faint.

“What are you doing here?” Arctic asks again.

She stands up taller. “I followed you.” Her face goes a little red. “I thought you… I wanted… It doesn’t matter what I thought. I’m an idiot. All this time, I…oh…” She rubs a hand over her face, pursing her lips together. “I’m so stupid. You guys are… You’re—”

Steel runs into the clearing, stopping just short of Cathy. “Sorry, um… Shit,” he tells Arctic. “She was quick. I didn’t expect someone from the audience to actually follow you, Arctic. I took my eye off—”

“It’s fine,” Arctic tells Steel. “Cathy isn’t going to say anything to anyone about this, are you Cathy?”

From the look on Cathy’s face, I think it’s safe to say he’s wrong in making that assumption.

“Please, can the two of you leave us?” I ask Arctic. “I want a word with Cathy.”

Cathy rolls her eyes and folds her arms. She looks pissed off, and I know why. She was expecting to follow Arctic in the hopes of something happening between them. I’m sure of it. She’s disappointed and angry. I really hope I can smooth things over, but I’m not holding my breath.

“That’s unnecessary,” he tells me. “Cathy isn’t going—”

“Please.”

“You should get back to the castle,” Steel tells Arctic. “I’ll make sure that the females get back safely.”

“No, I—” Arctic starts to say.

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