Page 107 of Clash of Kingdoms

I continued to stare at the glass.

“Very impressive.”

“If the demons weren’t invulnerable to fire, this battle would have been over before it started.”

Father stared at me, his eyes hard and intense. “Indeed.”

I finished off the rest of the contents and set the glass on the table.

“With the power of the dragons and the power of the crystal, King Rolfe would be the mightiest king that ever lived.”

My eyes lifted to look at him. “Even if there was a crystal beneath this soil, he would never use it.”

“Men are easily tempted by power.”

“Not him,” I said proudly. “He’s happy with what he has.”

My father stared at me, his body an empty vessel. There was no emotion to him, just darkness. It was like he purposely restrained his true emotions so I couldn’t feel them, but I couldn’t imagine why.

“Thank you for coming,” I said. “I really appreciate it…more than words can say.”

His stare didn’t change.

Our closeness and camaraderie were long gone. He looked at me exactly the way he regarded Kingsnake. “Rest and recover. We’ll talk about our departure in a couple days.” I stood and placed the empty glass on the corner of the desk. “And thanks for the drink.”

I was dead asleep when I felt her on top of me. Her soft thighs straddled my hips, and she planted her hands against my chest.

I opened my eyes to see her above me, her hair damp because she’d just gotten out of the shower, buck naked with her tits right above me. My hands moved for her hips, and I rolled her over, moving on top of her so I could smother her in kisses, still half asleep but instantly aroused by her smell and the soft touch of her flesh. I kissed her tits and moved down her stomach, traveling lower until I found the lips I wanted to kiss.

I knew she would be sore after our long rendezvous in the middle of the night, so I kissed her instead, tasted her sweetness as I made her pant in pleasure. When she was finished, her little mouth would be around my dick, sucking me hard with those plump lips.

Her fingers dug into my hair as she rocked her hips into me, immediately loving my kiss, her nipples pointed high to the ceiling.

I was tired and sore, not fully awake even as I sucked her nub into my mouth, but I’d rather be delirious and awake with her than lose these moments we had together, because soon, we wouldn’t have them anymore…

I was asleep with her in my arms when someone pounded on the door.

“Aurelias!”

The pounding happened again, so loud it shook the entire cottage.

I jerked awake, and she did the same, giving a gasp in fright. The curtains were drawn over the windows, but the sunlight poked through, like it was sometime in the middle of the day.

“Aurelias, open the fucking door!” It was Cobra, trying to turn the locked doorknob.

“Shit, I’m coming.” I got out of bed and moved for my clothes.

This time, he threw his body against it, nearly breaking it off the hinges.

I ditched the clothes altogether and opened the door. “What?”

Cobra toppled over the threshold and nearly fell to the floor.

I slammed the door. “What the fuck is so important?”

Harlow was still in the bed, the covers pulled over her body to hide her nakedness.

I knew whatever it was, it was serious because Cobra didn’t make a single joke about my hard dick hanging out. “Father…” He took a second to catch his breath. “He’s—he’s taken over HeartHolme.”

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