That I knew he was just trying to rile me up didn’t stop me from shoving his chest and snarling.You know what I mean; I made a deal with Ryu. I cannot go back on my side of the bargain or all of this will be for nothing.

So your only objection is that you have made a deal with my brother to save your kingdom. Remind me, what was the deal exactly?Ira’s eyes traced over my form, lingering on the junction between my thighs which were pressed tightly together. He inhaled deeply which only caused me to squirm more.

I... I offered myself to the king for the drake’s help against Plumus.

Ira’s lips twitched.That was not the arrangement.

Frowning at the drake, I thought back to the beginning. I’d been on my knees before the king with Aryn. They wanted to know why we were there. Why shouldn’t they kill them for trespassing? Then I told Aryn to offer me to the king so they wouldn’t kill us...

Returning my attention to the drake before me, I scowled.I may not have offered myself for help but I offered myself to Ryu so you wouldn’t kill us. So, there.Keep your hands to yourself.

Ira wrapped a strand of my hair around his finger, staring at it while he answered,You may not know what your handmaiden said but I do. She didn’t offer you to the king directly. Aryn offered you to the drakes in return for safety. Drakes, plural. Meaning if I wanted to strip you down and make you grab your ankles while I buried my face in your delicious smelling cunt then I could.

My mouth dropped open and Ira traced the line of my lips, dipping it into my mouth. Against my will my tongue swiped out and to taste his skin, the claw scraping against the tip of my tongue.

Was that true? Had Aryn really said that? I had no way to be certain without confronting her directly and then I’d have to explain why exactly I wanted to know. Which would lead to what I’d been doing with Ira.

I could scream for him to go away. Stand on my righteous hill of ‘I belong to the king.’ I could. But I wouldn’t.

Some part of me wanted this. If the ache between my thighs wasn’t enough proof, there was a fundamental part of me, something lodged in my chest that said I needed this. What Ira had to offer.

Doing this though. Doing this knowing that I shouldn’t meant I couldn’t turn around and say I was coerced. That Ira forced me to do it. None of this had ever been about forcing me. The drake prince had told me many times this was about control. My own control and my willingness to give it to him.

No. I’d be doing this because I wanted to and no other reason. I just hoped Ryu didn’t punish me for it.

Swallowing, I closed my mouth and pushed my thoughts at him.Then why don’t you.

Releasing my chin, Ira stepped back a step.Take your clothes off.

Pulling my lower lip between my teeth, I untied the red silken material around my neck, letting it drop to the ground baring my breasts to him as well as most of my scars.

For some reason, I wasn’t worried about Ira seeing my scars. With Ryu I’d been worried he’d be disgusted by what he saw when I finally revealed them. With Ira... it was like I was showing him my true self. Something he already accepted and wanted even with the scars. Because Ira had his own.

Ira’s eyes drifted along the swell of my breasts, lingering on my nipples before sliding down to my waist. They didn’t linger on the scars or so much as flinch over them. He almost had a look of awe on his face, his fingers tracing along the edge of the bottom half of my clothing.

Untying the bottom half, I breathed out as I released it. Standing bare before the drake prince, I waited with bated breath for him to tell me what to do.

When those eyes lifted back to mine, Ira commanded out loud, “On your hands and knees.”