The Heir by Jessie Donovan

Author:Jessie Donovan [Donovan, Jessie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: fiction / romance / science fiction
Publisher: Mythical Lake Press, LLC
Published: 2018-01-11T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

At this time of day, Keltor would normally go over his daily reports and submit questions.

However, he had to admit that having Azalyn in his quarters, asking him to make her forget about everything else going on, was far more appealing.

But as much as he wanted her with each breath, he wasn’t about to determine the future for her.

Lightly stroking her cheek, he murmured, “I want to, but I don’t want to make the same mistake as when we were younger. There could be consequences, Aza. Even if age and injuries have reduced the chances, you could end up with child again. Abstinence or a fairly involved hormone treatment are the only forms of birth control that work with members of the royal family when it comes to potential destined brides, due to genetic modifications over the decades. Since you haven’t had the hormone treatment, I can’t guarantee you won’t become pregnant.”

She smiled. “So you have super sperm?”

“Aza,” he growled.

“Okay, okay. But just know I’ll tease you about it later.” She tilted her head. “Well, I think the bigger question is if that’s what you want?”

The simple fact she thought of his wants and didn’t anger at his logical question made him want to kiss her and take her right then and there. “Despite the handful we’ve recently discovered, I still do.”

As she pressed further against him, he groaned at her hard nipples against his chest. “Then I’m willing to risk it. Kiss me, Keltor. I’ve waited long enough.”

At her pleading tone, he crushed her lips against his and placed a possessive hand on her backside.

While every fiber of his being screamed to be careful and take things slow, Keltor ignored them.

Azalyn was his chance at a future he wanted, not one forced upon him. It was time to let go.

He stroked the inside of her mouth as he caressed every inch of her rear, her back, and her side. But the material of her dress stood in the way of what he really wanted—to touch her skin.

Stepping back, he barely noticed Azalyn’s swollen lips or flushed cheeks. Not even the flashing red of her markings—denoting desire—distracted him from his task. Gripping the front of her dress, he ripped it in two, tugged it off, and the material fell to the floor.

At the sight of her bare breasts, round belly, and shapely thighs, his cock pulsed in anticipation. “More beautiful than I remember.”

Her hands instantly went to her lower stomach. Sensing the action important, he zeroed in on her hands and said, “Show me all of you, Aza. I hunger to memorize every inch of your skin.”

She didn’t move for a second, but then slowly let her hands fall away to reveal a long-healed scar and several stretch marks. Lightly tracing the scar, he met her gaze. “There is no reason to hide such badges of honor from me, zyla.”

Her cheeks flushed. “Don’t be ridiculous. It’s just a scar.”

Kneeling, he gently kissed the knitted line on her skin. “You sacrificed so much.

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