Yes, the sarcasm was real.
The reports I was getting in weren’t great, and then some weren’t even giving me the status reports I’d asked for as if it was a suggestion. So I had a feeling I was going to do more than replace the high priest of the main temple of Thovudin which was in Nerthus.
That was going to be great and make mesuper popular.
Really, it was.
I was beyond stressed and pouring over what I received—two giving me so much information it was disgusting. They clearly were mocking me and just gave me everything, including invoices for reimbursing office supplies.
Were they fucking kidding?
I was debating how many people I would have to smack around when there was a knock at the outer door of my new suite. I was right there working in the breakfast nook area so I could enjoy the breeze from the balcony and I called out for them to come in.
Lydia stuck her head in. “Thorn Blount is here, Your Majesty. He is still listed as approved for the residence wing.”
“Of course, it’s fine, let him in,” I replied, confused why he was there.
She stepped back out and then the door was thrown open, Thorn coming inside with purpose and immediately closing the door behind him. He didn’t even bother glancing around as he stormed over to me.
I think I was in shock or just all over the place because I didn’t stand and simply watched him approach me. I did gasp when he pulled me out of my chair and wrapped his arms around me.
Thorn lowered his forehead to mine. “My turn. It’s my turn, Sagan. I need you.”
I didn’t even need to ask what he meant, his pheromones hitting me and instantly making me react as a single dragon, especially one attracted to him. “You’re in heat.”
“Say yes,” he begged, his breath hot against my lips.
“Of course.” There was no way I would deny him after he’d been there for me in the exact same way.
And mostly because hot sex sounded likeexactlywhat I needed.
His kiss was intense and like he wouldn’t survive another minute without tasting my lips. Thorn’s hand moved to my neck possessively but also like he was keeping me to him.
“I hope I don’t forget this like you do, but then I’d be more worried about you,” he grumbled in between kisses.
Wait…What?
I pulled away from him, grabbing his wrist in warning when he tried to keep me to him. He relented, but I saw the confusion and lust in his eyes clouding everything.
“What do you mean?” I demanded.
He snorted. “I took the potion this time. I got one after following Myriam and—”
“She let you,” I drawled, nodding when he seemed confused. “Myriam is—she knows a tail and no one pulls a fast one on her. She’s meddling.”
He pulled me back so our lips were touching but not a real kiss. “I don’t fucking care. I just want you naked and to make you scream.”
Ummm, yeah, sure. No objections from me.
Well, maybe a few later when my head cleared from lust and his pheromones.
He had my shirt off in a flash and then gave me a cheeky grin when he fisted my bra.
“Don’t you dare,” I warned. “I don’t have a lot of time to shop and I like this—”
He snapped it off of me with an unrepentant look. “Oops. I’ll just have to buy you replacements and everything I want to see you in.” He muttered something else under his breath and I would swear it was, “Nothing you’ve ever been with that asshole in.”
Was he jealous that I could have worn any of this for Kole?
