His Desire

K

at the ceil

rly in the morning. It’s the

and slides under the covers,

legs, applying pressure exactly where I like it.

ime in the morning,

ual fantasies. I never have one person in mind, how

r, and ice cold. I met him just l

bout that i

ing for my favour. This man couldn’t

through my mind, euphoric pleasure hits me. I

lf laid one of the

which usually is only used by guards. I’m aware I’m late, but I hardly care, as I

. From l

glacial as they trace over me, b

be attractive.

ast night. His eyes are obsidian black, matching his hair e

s usually are. It’s a fine, ethereal beauty evident in the str

iller. Deceptive,

scre

ekly approach. It’s nearly impossible to kee

weaty palms down over my pants. “

k, your new personal gu

ther one of us are going to make my

utter unc

d in greeting b

here to start with training. I let him know you’re a no

. Wha

as your personal guard, changing ou

to be a vigilant. I’m going to have to be c

cellent personal guard before y

hands tucked respect

only respectful

rough, brutal. A thrill shudders through me

smile. “Ark was a mercenary for many ye

ing p

e respon

moment. Father seriously favours a hired kille

then,” father says, steppi

e part of the room is the gap between the roof and the towering ceiling,

as a Princess, but

’t let Ark

oo high energy. I’m tire

nds together, approach

ourself before the sun had even risen, you

his back, d

I

ation. It’s like he’s stripped me of my training c

ow do you kno

azed, your cheeks are tinted pink and your shoulders

bly seen all that? Espe

nal time is none of yo

lowed to orgasm whenever I like, and this

ot. But that’s the

o my room the other night with the intention to kill me. So

n his eyes. Pity? Sa

itself far better with a g

into that one movement, although mitiga

bidding me from touching mys

e drops the weight he was

lthough my confiden

every detail on his face. His eye lashes are thick a

n to his lips, which I alrea

quietly, a seething kind of ange

uh

ward. “Stret

pon his command. Mostly because I

arkest depths to imagine what else

tching, he starts pacing in front

starts. I

nce, nothing more. Your father does not wish

o have even said that. I d

ncess who can not only think for hersel

edges of his lip

ll be thoroughly punished. Nothing will become more important than this, and you shall

usly? My sex life sho

stride back and forth, black boots causi

t obey my every comma

I

my gaze. “Do you

I get the feeling that if I disobey him, I’ll be intr

rce a sardonic s

his brows. “What happened to you w

tightly. “

a long moment, before Ark eventua

d the field,

up. “When

vely. “When I’ve decided y

dgment, I start into a run, silen