Page 79 of The Forsaken Heir
“This was amazing,” Elle said.
“Are we still thinking of dessert?” he asked.
“Bring us the chocolate and hazelnut pie and the tiramisu. We’ll share,” I said.
When he left, Elle rubbed her stomach. “I don’t think I can hold any more.”
“There’s always room for dessert.”
“I don’t know about that.”
When the dessert came out, I was proven right. We tore into the sweet dishes, and within five minutes, there was nothing left but smears of cream and a few crumbs.
“Okay, seriously,” Elle said, leaning back in her chair. “No more. I’m gonna hurl.”
“Would you like to head back to the mansion?” I asked, my voice low as I swept my eyes across her body and up to her face.
The way she leaned back like that, her shirt stretching across her breasts, made my heart thunder. I wanted to taste her again. Wanted tofeelher again.
Her eyes narrowed, and a playful grin spread across her lips. “Andwhywould I ever want to do that? Do you have something special planned for me?”
“I have a few things in mind,” I said. “Maybe a second dessert. One that’s a bit more… interesting.”
Eyes still locked on mine, Elle ran her tongue along her lower lip, and my breath caught in my chest. I wanted that tongue on my cock.
“That sounds intriguing,” she whispered. “How soon can we get back?”
Without even looking, I dragged my wallet out, pulled out a wad of bills, and tossed it down. I didn’t bother counting. The server would end up with an extremely generous tip, but I had places to go and things to do.
“Let’s go.”
We were like two giddy teenagers as we hurried down the street to the office building. By the time we’d gotten up to the roof, the sexual energy between us sizzled like the steaks had an hour before. Elle reached for me, running her hands down my chest, my back, and squeezing my biceps. I gripped her ass, her waist, then ran my hands through her hair.
“Ready?” I asked as we stood at the edge of the roof.
“I am,” she said.
I shifted and scooped her up, then took flight. Below us, through the clouds and fog, the city nearly disappeared as I rose ever higher.
Elle ran her fingers along my scales and the softer flesh of my chest and belly as we flew through the sky. Each touch of her fingers sent lightning bolts of desire through me. Iwantedher. Being in my dragon form only made it more difficult to concentrate. My inner dragon had more control and more agency when I was transformed, and I had to fight to keep himfrom landing in a random field somewhere so we could have her then and there.
Landing at the castle, I set her down with as much grace and gentleness as I could muster, then shifted back.
“Good flight?” I asked, my mouth dry and my heart beating fast.
“Yeah.” She pressed her fingers to my chest. “We were going to your room, right?” she whispered, her fingers trailing down to my belt buckle before she pulled away.
A low growl of hunger and desire escaped my lips. “A nightcap cap sounds good. If you’re willing.”
Elle stepped forward, pressing her breasts into me, closing what small distance there’d been between us. “If I’m with you, I’m alwayswilling.”
Sweet mother of God.This woman will be the death of me.
It took everything in me not to scoop her up into my arms and carry her back to my room—that wouldn’t be proper of the crown prince. I tugged her along, walking as fast as I could without actually running to the room. Even as we traveled the corridors of the mansion, I had a hard time not imagining what I’d do to her once I had her alone. Thankfully, the house was mostly silent, and we came across no one on our frenzied trip to my quarters.
I locked the door when we were inside my room, and moved to the small minibar beside my dresser.
“A brandy? Maybe a glass of port?” I asked.
