Page 36 of Maid for the Alien Prince

“She is not yours,” I snapped. “She is mine!”

I drew up to him, less than an inch from his squat nose. I had the superior height advantage and topped him by several inches, but he was broader around the chest. We were each bound with hard muscle.

He met my sneer with calmness. “Then… let’s consider the issue resolved,” he said. “I won’t take action against this female.”

I wanted to beat him, destroy him, and tear him limb from limb… but I knew that would be a mistake. It was Steyatt talking, not me.

“Get out,” I said forcefully.

If he didn’t leave soon, I would carry out my deepest frustrations.

Ges pursed his lips, the anger clearly visible in his bloodshot eyes. He bowed, but it was small and his horns barely lowered. “As you wish, Your Majesty.”

He slowly made his way towards the door and held it open for a moment as he cast a look back at the two of us, before shutting it quietly behind himself.

I was sorry for whoever was going to be on the receiving end of his fury after this little scene. I felt something on my arm and turned to find Camila having reached for my hand.

She flinched back from beneath my scowl. My body was heaving with disgruntlement, but seeing her concerned expression, I began to relax.

“Did he harm you?” I asked, reaching towards her.

She shook her head. “I only just got here. When the door opened and I saw that it wasn’t you…”

The blood drained from her face and I could well imagine what she had been thinking.

I stroked her cheek with my thumb and cupped her chin in the palm of my hand.

“Sharing me with your friends was never part of the deal.”

“Of course not,” I said. “It was with me only. Never Ges. Or any other male. Only me.”

Camila, her eyes wide and fearful, began to relax as she nodded. I was relieved to find she believed me. She trusted me.

“I wanted to apologize for earlier,” I said, but Camila waved me off before I could finish.

“It’s okay. I understand.”

“You do?”

“You didn’t know what you would be getting underneath this uniform,” she said, eyes fixed firmly on the floor. “I must be a… disappointment.”

How could she have thought such a thing? She was everything I wanted in a mate. “Don’t talk that way.”

“It’s true, isn’t it? If you no longer want me, I will leave you in peace.”

She turned to leave but my hand flashed out lighting fast and grabbed her by the arm. “You will go nowhere.”

She looked from the hand to me and must have seen the keen desperation in my eyes. I pulled her body to me and wrapped my arms around her.

“I don’t want to be your last resort,” she said.

“You are my only resort,” I said. “I would choose you before all others.”

Camila snorted but stopped herself when she saw the conviction in my eyes. I was surprised too that I meant every word I had said.

I pressed my lips against hers and this time they felt even softer, tasted even sweeter. She hesitated—for just a moment—before giving in the same way she had the first time we kissed.

She groaned again, and I grew as hard as a rock once more. The exercise had done nothing but stoke my desire for her to even greater highs.

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