Which was something I hadn’t thought I’d wanted initially, but now. By My Bones! I wanted her. I wanted to tie her down and test her limits, put a few bruises on that pristine pale skin of hers, make her pay for what she’d done to me.
Whoa!
Wait…
Izzy hadn’t done anything to me.
It was Osserime I wanted to make pay. I didn’t just want to bruise that betraying bitch, I wanted to make her bleed, rip out her heart, like she’d ripped out mine!
Izzy was demanding yes, but… she wasn’t trying to control me. I blinked myself back to our argument and once again assured myself that her terms weren’t horrible. Sure, I didn’t like them. A ruling council having a say over what I could and couldn’t do, was infuriating. But some logical part of my mind knew it was a reasonable request, even sensible, to stop tyrants from ever being a thing again. It grated that I wouldn’t have the control I so desperately desired.
And Izzy’s condition that the marriage be finalized only after I’d brought the titans to our side… also made sense. If I had to lie to my own kind to get them to see reason, I didn’t mind that. I’d bring them to our side then Izzy would submit to me… I mean… marry me and I’d get what I wanted.
Everything she’d asked for made sense, even if I didn’t like it. But I mostly didn’t like itbecauseshe was challenging me, my authority, making this a test of wills from which I couldn’t back down.
I also wasn’t entirely certain I could bring the titans on board. How much had my parents poisoned my own kind against me? And Osserime was still out there. She’d have spread word of my humiliation at her hands. Would my people follow a prince who’d been dominated by his betrothed? Would they follow a humiliated outcast?
And if I couldn’t do what I’d proposed, bringing the titans to Izzy’s side, I’d have nothing. Izzy wouldn’t respect me. I’d gain no power, not kingship, nor military might. I’d be…
Fuck I hated feeling so damned powerless!
I’d never allow myself to feel that way again.
I had to bring the titans to our side.
And I had to show Izzy who was boss.
I gripped her upper arms. She tensed but didn’t cry out for her dragon bodyguard.
I couldn’t quite get over how big my hands were on her. I could easily wrap my fingers around her biceps, hell, I could probably fit both hands around her waist. And, unbidden, my hands slid down her arms to grasp her above the hips. I’d been right, thumb to thumb and middle-finger to middle-finger, I encompassed her waist perfectly.
“Ah…?” she breathed. I had her off balance.
Good.
I lifted her and carried her to a nearby wall, pinning her so her eyes were more level with mine. Not perfectly at my height, I still wanted to look down at her, but so she didn’t have to crane her neck to see me as I told her what for.
What I didn’t expect was her legs wrapping around me, gripping me tight, pressing the tip of my ragingly hard cock right into her heated core. My move to show dominance hadn’t gone as I’d intended. The tables had turned, and I was about to lose my shit.
“So… we’re doing this?” she asked, voice silken with desire. Her hips rocked and massaged the tip of my cock. I tensed so hard my muscles protested. “Seal the deal, so to speak?” And the grin she gave me made all my insides boil.
Fuck it.
I crushed my lips to hers… only to find her so damned receptive, mouth opening, inviting me in. Once again, I’d made the first move, but she’d turned it on me, making me question everything…
…which I would do later,afterI finished devouring the soft moans of this intense woman. My cock twitched, aching to be buried inside her, and the way her hips moved, I didn’t think she’d mind. Though… Izzy wasn’t a large woman like the titans I’d been with. I might break her. Although, she was an elf, sturdy and strong. Maybe she could take my rather aggressive and forceful thickness.
And once again, I couldn’t help but picture her tied up, legs open, begging me to break her, stretch her, punish her for all her sinful ways!
Fucking hell!
I released her like she was on fire, stepping back.
She let go of me and dropped to the floor, landing on herfeet well enough. But she gave a surprised little, “Oh!” and the door burst open, the dragon barging in.
“We’re fine!” Izzy hissed, blushing beet red.
Koar looked between the two of us, shrewd enough to understand what had happened, then shrugged and left.
