His voice shuddered through my chest when he spoke. “Well, that isn’t realistic anyway since I’ve never . . . donethat.”
“Done what? Bedded someone?”
“I have, but have not . . .” I clamped my mouth closed, cursing myself for allowing this talk to go on.
“Been able to come?” Jonas’s mouth twitched.
“Hush. Don’t be vile.”
“It’s too late to stop. I would be delighted to make you come under my hands, my tongue, or on my cock.”
Horrid, vicious, awful man. “Says every overly ambitious fool.”
“You’d come and . . . you’dlove it!” Now it was the prince whose voice grew in defensive retorts.
“We’ll see.”
“Yes. Yes, we will. Soon.” He jabbed a finger toward me. “The corridors of this palace will be filled with cries of my name from your lips.”
Bleeding gods.
“Wonderful.” I tossed my hands up. “Something to look forward to.”
“Can’t wait,” he snapped.
“Good.”
“Upon your word,Wife.”
Relent, give him the last damn word. Leave. Turn and bleeding leave.
“I’m going to go now.”
“Do as you please, Fire.” The prince folded his arms over his chest.
“Gods, you’re aggravating.”
“I’m aware.”
“Do you ever let people have the final word?”
Jonas bared his teeth. “Never.”
With a huff, I spun on my heel and nearly crumbled from horror.
A dozen paces away, amidst a small crowd who’d witnessed the pathetic, bawdy argument with the prince were the damn king and queen.
Jonas’s mother had her vibrant hair in loose braids and wore a simple tunic and trousers. His father was clad in black and whispered something to his wife, the slightest grin on his mouth. They were surrounded by their guard, most of whom chuckled, their eyes locked on me.
“If you’re wondering if they heard, they did.” Jonas’s lips brushed against my ear. “A deal has been made here, a challenge has been leveled, and half the palace heard it. Best for us to see it through.”
What they all must’ve thought of me. “I would like to sink into the pits of the hells.”
“Ah, don’t do that. How will you scream my name when you let me touch you?”
I spun on him. “And what if I always refuse? Will you force it?”
“Never.” Jonas’s eyes shadowed. “Not even tomorrow. As I told you, my hand and I will become very well acquainted.” The prince backed away. “I think, dear wife, we’ve had a rather successful first morning in our new home. Glad everyone could enjoy it with us.”
