My stomach did a flip-flop. Even though I denied this submissive behavior, the command in Tohr's voice made me quiver, and it had very little to do with fear. I slowly walked towards him, feeling the air growing heavier as I stepped closer and closer to him. I stopped a few feet away and just watch him, waiting anxiously.Tohr was not willing to let even that much distance between us. He moved closer then circled me like a vulture around its prey. He leaned in and sniffed the back of my neck. He growled again, a sound of displeasure if I had ever heard one."You smell of another man, girl," he growled. "Strip." I gasped in shock. "What?!" "You smell of another man," he snapped even angrier. "How? Why? What? I don't understand what's going on," I admitted. "You're my Mate. My mate should never smell of anyone but me. Should never be held by another but me. It took all my control not to kill your brother on the spot. And the only reason why I didn't was that he is your brother. But i

"Good girl," he whispered against my thigh, pressing a soft kiss to the smooth skin.The pride and happiness in his voice made my pounding heart warm and melt behind my ribs. I couldn't think clearly through my oxygen-starved brain. Yet, if I could have, I would have been horrified at how easily I had submitted to his demands or, hell, how easily I had begged for everything he had done to me. However, I felt content, and the heat that was threatening to boil under my skin since I had met him was nothing more than a simmer. It was still there, though it had alleviated a bit. That also should have made me worry as well. However, I was simply happy it was easier to manage.Tohr crawled up and covered me with his body as he took my panting mouth in a deep kiss.-I can't wait until the day I can claim you. You may not be ready, but your body is begging for more. - He whispered as he continued to plunder my mouth.His words were like a dash of cold water on me. A slight panic rose, and he pu

The thrill of sneaking around once more did have my heart racing again. I tuned into the guard's conversation, trying to figure out where they were going. It was a bit broken in translation, but a few words gave me the jest of it. They were speaking about some woman they had met. I could have sworn I heard something along the lines of 'together laid' yet that didn't make sense, at first until I realized I was mistaking the context. It was the pure masculine chuckle that gave the truth away. It was the laugh of a male boasting about his exploits. Oh. I thought, feeling my face flush as I realized they were talking about a sexual conquest. How were these people having sex of any sort if it leads to a bonding? I wondered absently as I heard them enter a door on the other side of the wall I was hiding behind. As soon as I heard it click shut, I hurried down the steps on the side of the buildings. It circled the structure until ending in a large courtyard on the far side of the castle tha

I winced as the burst of translation raced through my head. He wanted me to move my ass so he could see the new whore, sex-toy, and a dozen other nasty words. I didn't quite pick the right word that he was trying to use. But the way that Ethallia turned pale and began to shake, I knew she had."Does he mean…" her voice trailed off.My eyes closed at the terror that I can feel coming from her. "They are speaking of…" I searched my mind trying to remember the word the guards had said earlier. "Lay with you."She immediately shrunk back a bit and shook her head in denial. "No, no, that can't be true. They wouldn't do that to me," she denied quietly. "My family wouldn't do that!"A cloth flashed in front of my face letting me know that one of the men had gotten brave and decided he was just going to "choose" me. Spinning towards him, I shoved Ethallia behind me and looked towards him to the stained cloth up to the guy with absolute disgust."What am I expected to do with that?" I asked in

The room murmured as the woman rose, her eyes wet and she looked at me gratefully."Thank you, thank you, my Queen. Thank you," she said and reached for me."Call me, Lady Mara," I insisted quietly, feeling more confident with that title.I held my hand out to her embracing her in the hug that Erik taught me, our foreheads touching."You're welcome. What is your name?"She squeezed my forearms and began to cry some more."I am Synne," she replied. "I am so sorry... so sorry for daring to sit in your throne.""Enough with that. Go and clean up. Then come back. I will help you," I told Synne in broken Draygonian, hoping she would understand my intent.She nodded and squeezed my forearms once more than left the room. The entire entourage that was sitting around watching the proceedings stood eerily silent as they watched the woman leave.I felt Tohr step up behind me. "My little fyre. I am happy to see you are finally accepting our bonding. Though we will have to work on you challenging m