Betrothed to the King of Oran, Soriana must undergo a year of training to learn all that’s expected of her before the wedding, but when the king’s second in command, an unreachable man marred by scars, takes over her training, she’s finally rocked by the passion necessary to fulfill her new role as queen. Unable to keep her heart from the man she cannot have, but with the possibility of finally being able to change the lives of her people, and her childhood rival doing all she can to usurp her position, Soriana must decide if she’s strong enough to give up the love she never hoped to find to become the woman her people so desperately need.
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His large hands wrap around my hips, sliding under to tilt me to his waiting mouth. I draw in a sharp inhale at his contact and allow a long moan to escape my lips as he works his tongue on my sex, his hands squeezing me from behind almost to the point of pain. When my belly sinks in on itself and my insides begin to shudder, he leaves off again, rising once more from the bed and walking again to the table.
I look up, my face flushed from excitement and frustration. Why is he leaving me like this? Does he not know what he’s doing to me? My body aches, pulsing, riding a wave that will not crest and I need him. Surely, he must know this. He reaches for a goblet, a wicked gleam in his eyes. Oh. He knows exactly what he’s doing to me.
I begin to rise from the bed. If he isn’t going to come to me, I will go to him, but he shakes his head.
“Stay,” he commands and I freeze at the authority in his voice. “I’m teaching you control, Chosen One,” he explains, his voice hard. “I’d been led to believe you had trouble finding your heat, and therefore pleasure eluded you. There must have been some mistake, for the opposite appears true in our lessons. Tonight is a different kind of lesson.” Despite the firm reproach, satisfaction is written in the subtle twist of his lips.
“Tonight you won’t reach your pleasure until I command it. Do you understand?” His voice is low and clear. The look in his eyes keeps the heat within my body, cradling it safely for his return.
“Yes, Ranneth. I understand.” I don’t lower my gaze for an instant.
“Good.”
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