Tears of the Dragon by Kaitlyn O'Connor

Author:Kaitlyn O'Connor
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: erotic, fantasy, futuristic, kaitlyn oconnor, tears of the dragon
Publisher: KK&M Publishing

Chapter Four

Khalia’s gaze, chained to Damien’s by her awareness of guilt and fear of reprisal, tilted as he approached and towered over her. His face was expressionless, but his eyes were dark and tumultuous with comprehension, desire, irritation. She was left with no doubt at all that he’d immediately, and correctly, assessed the situation and he wasn’t at all pleased about it.

Beyond the anger, however, heated desire, held barely in check, roiled inside of him. It was almost as fascinating and alluring as it was frightening.

Maybe it was more fascinating and alluring than it was frightening.

She wasn’t accustomed to having men look at her as if they wanted to consume her. There was no getting around the fact that it was definitely unnerving. On the other hand, his simmering, barely controlled desire was enough to jump start her own with no more than a look.

She jumped when he grasped her shoulders, hoping--fearing--that she had unleashed the beast he was working so hard to tame. Her mouth went dry with anticipation. Warmth saturated her with liquid heat.

Abruptly, he spun her on her heels and nudged her toward the bedroom. Stunned, she didn’t even think to protest as he guided her into the bedroom and to the small bench set before the vanity. When he’d pushed her down onto the seat, he took a comb from the table before her, lifted the hair that fell to her hips and, starting at the ends, began to carefully work the tangles from it. Khalia stared wide eyed at his reflection in the mirror, hardly daring to breathe.

“When you assume the throne … when you arrive in Caracaren, the principle seat of your domain, you will be given handmaidens to attend you, your highness. This is considered an honor and you may choose any of the maidens of the noble houses to wait upon you.”

The deep, resonant timber of his voice was almost as soothing as his hands. He was a conundrum. As pleasing as he was to the eye, one had only to look at him to know that he was a fierce warrior and would be a deadly adversary on any field. She had seen it for herself, watched him dispatch three beast men within a very short space of time and leave the field without so much as a scratch. It was far easier to picture him with a sword in his hand than a comb, and yet he was surprisingly adept and gentle for someone who made his living by the sword. His dark hair was long, falling well past his shoulders, so perhaps that was why he knew that one had to start at the ends and work upwards rather than vice versa to untangle long hair, but it was just as easy to believe he had learned it in the boudoirs of many women.

The possibility disturbed her. It indicated an intimacy that went beyond slaking raw animal need.

She didn’t want to think about the likelihood of a wife and children somewhere and she didn’t want to consider why that bothered her.

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