Page 50 of Dark Prince's Captive

I need her near me.

By dragon, I’ll hunt her if I have to.

In a blink, I eliminate the distance she put between us and wrap a proprietorial hand around her nape, dragging her to me as I drop the basket.Her lips part as our bodies collide, and I grow hard at the ambrosia-like softness of her small, pointy breasts flattened against my torso.

Unable to stop myself, I claim her lips in a fierce kiss, stealing inside her mouth with my tongue.

The depth of her mouth is like honey, the taste of her driving me wild.She resists even as her pulse speeds up to echo with hammering heartbeats against my ribs, the blood gushing through her veins sounding loud in my ears.

My own blood pounds in my temples as I mold her lips into submission until they grow soft under the pressure of my kiss, and she allows me to shape them with mine as I please.A part of me knows that we’re out in the open, but I can’t find it in me to give a dragon.I should’ve kissed her on the blanket under the veil of leaves that forms a curtain around the trees.I could’ve taken her there, could’ve driven my bursting hard cock into the soft, wet heat of her delicate pussy, and she would’ve welcomed me.Even now, despite her initial resistance, her arms come around my neck, holding on as I plunder her mouth with abandon.The mating call will override her thoughts until she’s capable of thinking only with her body.The bonding will be completed, and it will be too late to do anything about it.She may resent me once it’s over, but no matter.

I’ll make her submit to me now and win her heart later.

We have time.

With that goal in mind, I give in to the urges driving me, letting them dictate my actions, which are to bunch her skirt in a fist and dip my hand beneath the fabric to brush my fingertips up the inside of her leg.The skin of her thigh is like the silky threads of the rarest spun textile.The heat between her legs is an unbearable torment to my senses.

Having left the trunk in my room empty of undergarments, I find her bare by conscious design.Yet nothing will ever prepare me for the way she feels when I touch the most secret, most intimate part of her body.Nor can I get used to the burning need that fires through my veins at the simple sweep of my knuckles over the petal-like folds hidden beneath soft coppery curls.

Her gasp slips into our kiss, encouraging me to take my exploration deeper.I curl a finger and part her gently, only to find her soaking wet for me.I nearly combust when I bridge her narrow opening and sink the tip of my finger into her tightness.

Dragons.

A drop of sweat rolls down my temple, the effort of holding back taking its toll.

So tight.Almost too tight.

Warning bells go off in my mind.Elsie is small, especially for an Alit.I have to take care not to hurt her.

I part her a bit more, push a little deeper, and by dragon, my self-control almost snaps.

“Aruan,” Elsie exclaims with a breathless gasp, tearing her mouth from mine.

I seal my lips over hers again, swallowing her sounds for fear she may utter them in protest as I tease her with shallow pumps.

Her breathing turns more labored.She’s going to make me lose my head.

I’m about to sink my finger knuckle-deep inside her when the air starts to ripple with subtle waves.

For the everlasting dragons.

A growl tears from my chest.I loathe to stop what I’ve started.However, I don’t have a choice but to pull my hand from its warm, seductive nest and set her lips free as a portal opens in front of us.

Elsie clings to my shoulders, her gaze dazed and her eyes hazy.I barely have time to offer her an apologetic smile for leaving her hanging so cruelly when Gaia steps through the portal.

The look of terror on my sister’s face washes away the intoxicating heat coursing through me in an instant.Alarm takes its place.

Wrapping my hand around Elsie’s firmly, I pull her under the safety of my arm.“What’s the matter, Gaia?”

“Come quickly!”My sister grabs my wrist and pulls me toward the open portal.“The palace is under attack.”

Chapter12

Elsie

Like another big sneeze, we’re sucked through the portal and spat out in the Great Hall of the palace.Aruan’s family is gathered in front of the waterfall that acts as a barrier for the main entrance.

I hear the trouble long before I can see it.War cries rise over the roar of the waterfall, enemies gathering beyond it.

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