Page 27 of Rejected By the Shifter King
I've never sat on any guy's lap before—-
GOOD.
She rolled her eyes at him.That's not the point I was trying to make!
But Lysander simply stared back at her.Stay.
The command in his voice was irresistible, and so when the Fournier brothers finally came to join them at the table, it was to find the princess seated on the prince's knee while Lysander fed her slices of cheese and meat.
The twins smirked, and she glared at them, knowing that they were very much relishing the sight of her being so docile. It was payback, for all the times she had gone against their instructions.
Meanwhile, Lysander was asking the two men about some report he requested, his voice careful and deliberate as he spoke his words out loud. His voice was no longer as rusty, but it seemed as if its gravelly tone was there to stay.
Estrella didn't mind it though. She really liked how it sounded, and she thought it extremely sexy—-
Thank you.
The twins blinked when the princess suddenly lost her balance and almost fell off her husband's lap. When the prince helped her back up, her cheeks were on fire, and the twins looked at each other.Honeymoon stage, probably?
They nodded simultaneously in silent agreement. That was probably it, and since this could only be a good thing for the royal couple, they paid it no heed and went back to reporting to their prince. "We have looked into the matter you requested—-"
"What matter is this?" Estrella couldn't help asking.
Lysander's face hardened. "Why...people...want to...abduct...MY WIFE."
The twins saw the princess slowly cover her face, and they couldn't help smirking when the prince, who had noticed the same thing, too, appeared taken aback by her actions.
Perturbed at the strangeness of her actions, Lysander was doing his best to read his wife's thoughts, but all he could glean at that moment was an unquantifiable amount of...gibberish. She was making odd, high-pitched sounds inside her mind, almost like a screeching monkey, and by the way the twins were reacting, it seems as if they understood exactly what was going on.
"Explain," he commanded them. "Her mind...is impossible...to read...right now.Why?"
The prince's words were all the confirmation they needed, and Aluin couldn't help grinning even as he said with sham solemnity, "The princess' thoughts right now, Your Highness...are you saying they're indecipherable?"
"Yes."
"Is she making strange, wordless, high-pitched sounds?"
Lysander frowned."Exactly."
The twins smirked again. "That, Your Highness—-" Alain was the one who spoke this time, albeit in a decidedly dry tone, "—-is what's best referred to asinternal squealing."
Hearing this, Estrella couldn't help lowering her hands just so she could glare straight at the warrior. "Alain!" But as she did, her gaze accidentally clashed with the prince, who -you know -had just made her dream come true and called her -you know -MY WIFE in front of -you know -other people, and well...
The moment her hands flew back up to cover her flushed cheeks, the sounds inside her mind immediately resumed, and Lysander couldn't help but wince as it was now a thousand times shriller.
"What you are hearing in her mind right now is what we heard -out loud -the first time someone else referred to her as your wife."
As predicted, hearing the last two words had Estrella's internal squealing going up several notches higher, to the point that the sounds threatened to burst his eardrums from within. Not that he minded, now that he knew that all of this...was simply because she wasthathappy to be his wife.
Had always been that happy, Lysander thought, even when the world doubted his return and disparaged her for being so faithful and loyal to a prince whose race had been vanquished in battle...twice.
The beast in him began to stir. It believed such devotion must be - and couldonlybe rewarded in one way. And the Fae in him agreed.
"I require a private moment with my wife." Lysander had already risen to his feet as he spoke, and by the time he finished he had a stunned and confused Estrella up in his arms. "Wait here."
"Yes, Your Highness." The twins' tone were utterly respectful, but both also rolled their eyes as they watched the royal couple head back to the master's bedroom. Lysander had always had a strong sex drive, but he was practically insatiable now with his princess.
Was that truly a beast thing...or could it be something else?
