Page 33 of The Time Of Kings

After this andmaking the necessary arrangements with Mrs Price regarding who would soon become the future Mrs Draven and Lady of this castle, I also ensured she had all she needed when finishing her bath. A dress for one. For I knew if I walked back in there only to find her in no more than a strip of linen, then nothing would stop me from claiming her. In truth, I was eager to finally see the real her, minus the evidence of her escapades.

Which was why I wasted no time at all before I was outside my bedchamber. This after first being assured she had finished and would have had enough time to dress. I also ensured that a maid had a tray of food ready for me to bring in, so as I could finally give my Chosen some much-needed substance.

However, the moment I entered the room and saw her, clean, for the first time, all good sense instantly fled me. This was because I was instantly blinded by her incredible beauty. Something that became obvious when I stumbled with my words at just the heavenly sight of her.

“I had food…Gods.”She looked like some fallen angel, with her hair half braided to one side, as if I had interrupted the chore. Meaning most of it still hung down untamed and long in waves around her. A golden fleece, just as the Fates had foretold she would have, and one I had spent too many lifetimes looking for.

And now here she was.

Finally.

Living, breathing proof that Fate had not abandoned me, just as I had feared. Yet just the sight of her now and I knew all my years of waiting had been worth it.

The fine muslin gown she wore was simple in its design but by the Gods, how befitting it was on her. For she needed nothing more. The low scooped neckline and high waist with its narrow sash under her ample bust was making it difficult to act like a gentleman. I could barely take my eyes off her curvaceous frame. One I was looking forward to seeing on a more intimate level, that was for certain, now making me question how was I ever to resist such temptation?

My expression must have said as much, as she tugged nervously on the cuff of her long sleeves, as well as giving into her nervous habit of biting her bottom lip. Something that was driving me to utter distraction and no doubt always would.

“Mea vellus aureum.” I felt the Latin words leave my lips before I could stop them…My Golden fleece.

But the moment I realised we weren’t alone like I wished for us to be; I couldn’t help but practically growl out my demands.

“Leave us!” It was one order that I didn’t need to look to know that it had been taken seriously. Not that I could have looked away from her, even if I had wished to. For I still couldn’t tear my heated gaze from the goddess in front of me.

All my life I had been surrounded by the most beautiful creatures this realm had to offer, in a world I had seen ten times over in my time. But even after all my many years on this mortal plane, I still could not ever recall seeing a beauty like she possessed.

I could barely believe that she was real.

It was a living dream I never wanted to wake from, nor did I want to give it the chance to escape me. Hence why I used my foot to close the door I could feel was still open behind me. The sound of it echoed through the room as the force of slamming it shut made the wood shake in its frame. And that wasn’t the only thing to react, as my little mortal also shivered at the deafening sound.

But in truth, I was too far gone in my need of her to care for such things. I felt like some untameable beast in sight of its prey. One that I had been hunting for far too long. Therefore, I knew that nothing could stop me this time. Which was why I took firm strides straight to her, unable to hold back any longer in claiming what I wanted from her.

And I wanted everything!

Because after all…She was now mine.

I wasn’t even slightly deterred from my selfish quest when she took startled steps away from me. No, the bastard in me was just glad to see that she did so by backing herself up against the bedpost, where I would soon be able to trap her. Which was why the moment she opened her mouth, no doubt to try and convince me to stop, I got there first, tearing away her doubt. For there was no masking the scent of her own arousal, telling me what I needed to hear with her body and what she herself would not utter freely with her lips.

Lips I would soon possess.

“No words…only this…” I told her, letting this be her only warning as I finally took her in my arms and, this time, when I lowered my head to kiss her, I didn’t stop. The first touch of her lips against my own felt as if my soul had been set ablaze. As if I was being reborn and taking my first real breath as the man I wanted to be for her. As if I finally knew, in this moment, what it truly was to have a heart and to have it beat solely for another.

But these feelings weren’t the only part of the kiss I found surprising.

It was her reaction in return.

For she astonished me by opening up first and tasting me with her tongue. As if, like myself, she couldn’t wait any longer. And with that first taste, I felt as if the blaze we created had the power to burn my entire world!

The passion she willingly bestowed upon me was nothing short of spectacular, and I drank it all in like a man now starved of breath! A thousand realisations hit me all at one, as I shared my first kiss with my Fated.

My Electus.

She really was my everything.

I couldn’t help but whisper the truth of my heart over her lips, gifting her with the purest honesty one could bequeath.

“Finally.”

This word meant everything to me, at that moment, and it was the reason why I couldn’t help but take the kiss to new depths. Showing her the kind of passion that would now become a permanent fixature in her life from this point on. And her little moans only fed this growing need deep within me to an almost implausible intensity.

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