Page 58 of The Princess and the Demon

Silence permeates the room as we look at each other. The air between us is still very charged, and I feel my cheeks heat at the realization of what I’d done.

“Amon-I.”

He raises a hand to stop me, shaking his head.

“I’m the one that needs to apologize, not you. I shouldn’t have done what I did.”

I pull my lips between my teeth.

How do I tell him that I want this?

The words fail me, so when I don’t say anything, he reaches out, opening the door to his study.

Stepping aside, he watches as I walk out.

“Have a wonderful night, Elora.”

I look back at him, smiling softly, but the ache in my heart belies the smile on my face.

“Goodnight.”

Amon

I close the door of my study as Elora walks away, listening to the sound of her footsteps fading into the distance.

I briefly contemplate going after her but dash the thought instantly.

This entire night had done everything to dash what little resolve I had left.

I was certain of it.

Elora was my mate.

I’d known it before, but it was impossible to deny the moment her lips met mine. I’d felt it the night we first met, and the bond between us had only strengthened since.

Every fiber of my being screamed at me to claim her. Finish what we started, make her mine.

I knew that rushing things with her would only scare her, and for some reason that thought sent pain lancing through my chest.

The thought that she would be afraid to look upon me scared me.

I only wanted to bring her happiness.

Shoving a hand through my hair, I pace, walking to the window and looking out over the inky black that permeates the night sky of my realm.

My lips still tingle from our kiss. The memory of her skin beneath my fingers, the softness of her flesh under my fangs….

My cock jumps, hardening almost instantly.

I hiss, clenching my fists at my sides to keep from reaching in to wrap one around my length.

I needed her.

Needed to seal our mate bond.

If I didn’t do it soon, my powers would wane.

Patience…

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