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I slipped my finger beneath the band of her undergarment as I continued to press light kisses on the inside of her leg.

Even though I had barely touched her, my cock was already throbbing. Tonight wasn't about me, though.

I tugged her undergarments down and glanced up. Dani's eyes were squeezed shut.

See, now that won't do, I thought, tsking.

I squeezed her thigh. "Look at me when I am on my knees tasting you, Ferrios."

When her gaze met mine, the fire returned—the hunger, the desire, the fight. "Is that an order?"

I arched a brow. "Think of it as my first order as Crown Prince."

She smirked. "The kingdom would be so proud."

At that moment, though, I couldn't care less about the kingdom.

I pressed a kiss on her hip bone and slipped a finger in between her folds. Dani deserved to know what it was like to be worshiped.

My movements were slow, my kisses sweet.

At first.

I pushed my finger inside her and curled it. My thumb brushed against her clit, and her breaths came quicker. Above me, she gasped as her hand slapped against the wall.

"Gods, Dani," I groaned and bit the sensitive spot on her inner thigh. "You are so wet." I pulled my finger out and spread the wetness around. Dani's breaths came faster as she braced herself. "If this already has you moaning, then I cannot wait to hear what other noises I pull from that mouth of yours."

As I felt her pussy tighten around my finger as she rolled forward, I slipped my finger out. A noise I never thought I would hear from Dani's lip sounded. A whine that was pleading, begging.

I looked up. "You will not be coming on my hand tonight, Dani."

Without blinking an eye as I stared up at her, my mouth fell onto her sex. My tongue swept over her clit, circling it, teasing it. Dani was as sweet as I had imagined. And now that I had tasted her, I never wanted to get up. I would live on my knees for the rest of my life if she let me.

Her legs shook as I licked and sucked. Her balance wavered, and my free hand ran up her thighs, squeezing and stabilizing her at the same time. Her fingers dug into my hair, and her head tipped back.

Something crashed, glass breaking, but I didn't pull away. Neither of us did.

Not until Dani came on my tongue as she screamed my name.

Chapter 27

DANI

I saw Fynn almost every day the following week, and I had to give him credit. With the additional training, my schedule had grown increasingly packed, yet that didn’t stop Fynn from finding the time to see me, even if it was only ten minutes.

The first day, training had gone longer than anticipated. When Sylvia, Moris, and I were leaving the barracks, I found Fynn lying on a bench, his hair spread across the seat as he held a book in the air. The sun was beginning to set, bathing him in a golden hue and forming a sun-kissed crown upon his head.

I didn't know how long Fynn had been waiting, but it was long enough for him to become lost in whatever story he read. If I hadn't known better, I would have thought he was so engrossed in it that he hadn't even noticed my approach. But Fynn always seemed to sense my presence.

I leaned over the bench, my palms pressing into the metal arm. The single braid holding my hair fell onto his page.

"Ferrios," Fynn murmured, his deep voice sinking to my core and sending a shiver down my spine.

"Am I interrupting you?" I asked.

Snapping the book closed, Fynn stared up at me, his pupils dilating as they adjusted to the shift in light. "Your timing is truly impeccable. I have been waiting for thirty minutes, yet you show up right when the battle is at its height. Typical."

I chuckled.

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