He shifted as he grasped my hip with his free hand, while his other stroked my cheek, and I felt his hard dick against me. He began moving with me, the two of us freefalling into a heady rhythm.
I breathed in his invigorating minty scent as I savored his taste on my tongue, my eyes rolling back in my head from the overstimulation.
A buzzing sounded—my phone again.
I grunted, then broke the kiss, panting.
“Zayn again?” Vaxan asked, also breathless like me, his smoldering gaze all over me, as he stroked my bare shoulder in my sports bra, and his other hand still grasped my hip steadily.
“No. He’s in class, likely fully immersed now. It’s Octana. We were supposed to do some sparring in Combat Conclave. I guess I lost track of time.” I smiled. “With you.”
He eased back, the heat between us clearly impacting his ability to think, as it was with me. He fingered his hair and rubbed his crown, then blinked harshly, his eyes morphing back to their humanoid deep-gray form. “How has befriending the Light Fae Princess been?”
“Good. I mean… why do you ask?”
“Her situation represents what you fear, yes?”
“I… I guess, in a way.”
“She is severely controlled by her father, King Heryn Reyolde.” Kalen had stepped down as King several years ago and now a new line of succession had been formed. “She is the oldest Light Fae princess of this current generation. She can barely breathe, let alone think, without her father and hisenforcersbreathing down her neck. Her duty is all she is. A very rigidly outlined duty at that.” He smiled kindly. “It is not the same for you. Her father sees her as an object of duty, not as a person, certainly not as one with individuality or wants and needs. Your father is the direct opposite.” He winked. “Moreover, even if he was not,you,dragon princess, could not be controlled, nor railroaded.”
Wow, that was… beyond sweet of him to say.
“Thank you.”
“Perhaps you should consider that further where the Winter situation is concerned.”
I started. “That’s different, unfortunately. I can put up a fight, I can take a stand, buthecould get hurt.”
“Remember, though, it’s forhimto decide whether he wishes to endure that.” His eyes sparkled at me. “For what could be between you.”
“I hear what you’re saying.”
“Good.” He gestured at my door. “I would like to remain here longer with you, however, you have an appointment to keep with your friend.”
As he opened the door, I blew him a kiss.
He surprised me as he made a show of catching the invisible thing in his hand, then pressing it to his cheek. “It was a pleasure, Evira.”
“Right back at you.”
With that, he headed on out.
I closed the door behind him, then leaned against it, grinning, and touching my lips.
12
~Zayn~
Come on. Come on.
If he didn’t show soon, I was gonna be late.
To my special date night with Evira.
And I really couldn’t fucking have that.
I’d been looking forward to this.
