Vaxan:At your service, dragon princess.
I smiled to myself.
Of course he was still calling me that, referring to me as though I still held the title.
It was because as he’d stated before, he saw me as that person already, as holding very real potential to become that caliber of leader.
“Draconic instincts lean predominantly toward might and enforcing that through challenge and aggression. But draconic leaders do what you are able to do—walk that line between the need for might and diplomacy. You see the bigger picture, you see a great deal more.”
More than that, he saw more in me.
The mindset that he valued and lived by himself.
A new age of rule that he planned to bring about.
“Yet we have the means to transcend that. When we take power we can affect change. Even before if we’re smart about it.”
A knock at the door to my dorm suite sounded.
That invigorating minty scent infused me and I drew it to me, relishing it washing over me.
Two minutes and he’d already come to my door.
He was really something else.
I pocketed my phone in my jeans, then flicked my glacial magic at the door, unlocking it and dropping the ward.
The door opened and he stepped across the threshold, shutting it behind him and beaming at me. He looked unbelievably alluring in his black leather pants and a long-sleeve tee, his black hair all upwardly styled with his black metal crown on top.
And the primal intensity coming off him was calling to me in a deeply undeniable way.
Given what the four of us had planned tonight, it absolutely took some concerted effort to push past it and get a fucking grip.
The corner of his mouth turned up as he scented the air. “Mmm, your alluring coconut mixed with so much more.”
I slapped his arm as he reached me. “Shut up.”
“And here I was intending to treat us both to a kiss. I suppose I’ll make do with that blunt force tap.”
“Blunt force, huh?”
He nodded while flashing that sexy grin. “I scaled-up a little when I clocked your hand moving in.”
I stepped up close, pressing my hands to his chest, delighting in the hiss of need that escaped him, his serpentine eyes flaring forth and his forked tongue even darting out.
“Meaning really that you got all hot and hard for me?”
He brushed his lips over my throat. “Mmm, you’ve learned me well, beauty.”
I sucked in a ragged breath as his tongue flicked over my skin.
Our eyes locked and I could feel mine flaming back at his.
We both blinked, then burst back from each other, putting a two-foot distance between us.
“Date night can’t come soon enough, it seems,” he commented with a playful smirk.
“Understatement,” I breathed.
