He releases my cock,, but it doesn’t matter. I don’t even hear him counting the rest of the way to ten. All I can hear is therushing in my ears as my soul leaves my body and I cum and cum until my belly is covered with it, until it splatters on my face.
Jah’ruud lets out a roar, and I know when he cums too because all the air rushes out of the room. I’m full up until it’s gushing from me in a hot sticky mess, and all I can do is laugh like a lunatic while my body shakes and everything collapses in on itself.
Yalina
What am I doing? I’ve changed my mind on who to choose so many times I feel like a fish on a riverbank, flopping around, gasping for air. After I dismiss my servant, my pussy still throbs with the last residue of pleasure from what Kaelun and I shared and he is right back to the top of my list, but I can’t forget how much I enjoyed flying with Aurelion. The more time I’ve spent with him, the more I’ve grown to enjoy the fierce banter between us and the more I’ve caught glimpses of the other sides to him—the considerate and chivalrous sides I wouldn’t have believed in when I first met the arrogant beast prince. I suppose he—like all of us—is more complicated than he appears on the surface.
Now I feel guilty for encouraging him over the last few days.
As I always do when I’m searching my thoughts for clarity, I wander onto my balcony and lean over the balustrade to look out over the city. A soft breeze brushes over my skin, and I wonder about my invisible companion from yesterday. How did he come to serve Kaelun and how can he be freed. It feels to be as if there are many problems to be solved and I am only contributing to making them worse. I’ve made a mess of this whole situation between Aurelion and Kaelun.
Yet all I can think about as I stand there in the cool evening breeze is Kaelun’s smile as he climbed down over this very rail just a short time ago. That and his intent expression looking up at me from between my thighs.
I press my legs together, savoring the memory of heated touches and explosive pleasure. I want to share so much more with him. But there’s a secret part of me wondering what it would be like to share such things with Aurelion as well. And no matter how guilty I feel, I cannot banish the thought.
When I give up on finding clarity and climb into bed, I close my eyes to dreams of all three of them surrounding me,worshipping me. I wake wet and sticky between my thighs and flushed with erotic thoughts.
Even in my council meeting the next day, I cannot banish the lingering dream. I listen halfheartedly while Master Harmer commends me on my decision to turn the courtship of two princes into a competition. “This will give you a good chance to see who the best choice will be. I think it increases the prestige of our kingdom to have two such fine princes seeking our alliance.”
Master Vahn sniffs. “Have you managed to find out any more about this Prince Noreth? Strange that you had not heard of Emrakai before. I thought you had quite an extensive network.”
They eye each other up for a moment. “I have a wide network, true. In fact, I have asked a few trusted people, and it seems Emrakai is a newly independent principality. Which is why we had not heard of them before.”
“Oh, that makes sense,” I say quickly, hoping to cut off Vahn’s line of questioning.
He seems determined to continue his skepticism though. “Hmm. Tarquenor is a long-established power in our region. Surely it makes more sense to stay close with neighbors who have proven their power.”
“Perhaps,” Master Harmer shrugs. “Let us see if we cannot do both. Dragons are long lived. Perhaps Prince Aurelion would consider a betrothal to your eldest daughter, Light of the Sun.”
I wrinkle my nose. For some reason that seems distasteful. “I have not made my decision yet.”
“Speaking of decisions,” Master Tahlir chimes in, “Have you decided what the next task will be?”
Before I can answer, Vahn clears his throat. “I propose a duel. A physical contest to see who is the stronger—not to the death of course. A genteel match where the loser concedes defeat after a certain number or type of hits.”
I’m not really listening. Instead my mind wanders to what Harmer said earlier. Aurelion marry my daughter? I’m suddenly hot with jealousy for a person who doesn’t even exist yet. What is wrong with me?
“Light of the Sun?”
I blink. “Ah, yes. That sounds like a good plan. Can you arrange it, Vahn?”
“Of course. It would be my pleasure.”
It’s only after the meeting ends that I realize I don’t remember what I agreed to. Perhaps this competition was a bad idea after all. When I came up with the idea, I thought it would be easy to set them tasks to help me choose, but now I see I really must contend with what my heart wants regardless of the competition. And my heart hates the thought of disappointing one of them. That is a side to this I had not considered.
I smile when I enter my greenhouse and find the tall, scaled figure of the dragon prince already here. Strange that today I find comfort in something which used to irk me. “I think I’ll have to gift you an orchid to take home with you when you leave. You seem to have grown fond of gardening.”
He looks around with a grin, immediately stepping closer to me until I can feel the heat between us. “I have grown fond of your garden, Light of the Sun. But I do not need an orchid. I’ll be taking home the most beautiful flower in Vathira.”
I suppress a laugh. “Oh, is that so? Would we not live here? If you win.”
“We will live here. But we must go back to Tarquenor to be married in the way of my people first.”
I do not chide him for his assumptions. I’m coming to understand his arrogance is just a part of who he is. Loud and hot but mostly bluster, like a summer wind straight off the desert sand.
“Tell me about your plants.”
This request surprises me. “Are you sure? Once I start, I might talk for hours. They are my babies.”
