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I had been on Pandrax long enough to have figured out that there was rarely a food I didn’t like and that most of it looked like a piece of art. Still, as should be expected, the food on the emperor’s table was by far the most artful yet.
Daryus reached for my plate. “What can I serve you?”
This was something else I had learned from my suitors. For some reason, the Pandraxians loved to fill a lady’s plate for them. I pointed at several different bites and he arranged them on my plate, using tongs, taking his time to pick out the best-looking piece from the array I pointed at.
“Thank you,” I said when he handed me my plate.
“You’re welcome.” His long fingers brushed against mine and the fluttering in my stomach intensified, making me fear I wouldn’t be able to eat a bite.
I watched him fill his own in a nonpicky manner, just taking whatever was in reach, before waving at me. “Please, eat.”
I reached for a small flower-shaped bite with an orange jelly stuffing that I had eaten before, and was actually one of my favorites, and put it in my mouth. As expected, I didn’t taste a thing when I bit down and began to chew, even though flavors should have exploded on my tongue. My entire being was solely focused on the male across from me.
Daryus didn’t seem to have such reservations and it took him a few moments before he noticed my lack of appetite. “You are not hungry?”
“I’m nervous,” I replied, deciding to be honest.
“Because of me?” He raised an eyebrow.
“Yes,” I admitted, returning his gaze.
“Good.” He nodded with a self-satisfied, arrogant grin.
“Good?”
“I’m nervous too,” he confessed, surprising me.
I was pleased to hear that I made her nervous and annoyed that she had the same effect on me. I couldn’t remember the last time somebody had made me nervous. If ever. Sympathy, desire, amusement, even sadness a time or two, mostly irritation and anger though, but nervousness? Nocc.
For some reason, I wanted her to be comfortable in my company, my suite. Most of all, I wanted her to be comfortable with me. I was used to ordering people around. I had never cared if any of them liked me, they didn’t need to as long as they followed orders. Her though, I wanted her to like me.
After dinner, we moved to the open balcony. It was a mild evening, the red Mendox moon hung proudly and high in the sky, dipping everything into its reddish glow until it met the millions of lights coming off Pandrax and the colors bled off from there.
I was very aware of her closeness, smelled the sweet scent of nambisk flowers emanating from her, felt some of the strands of her hair brushing against my shoulder and arm, stirred by a slight breeze, noticed the warmth emanating from her body. Most of all I noticed her presence.
“Heather,” I said hoarsely.
She turned her head to me, tilting it slightly.
“I don’t know where this is going, what this is between us, but I am going to kiss you now, vra?”
Her sapphire eyes were clear and warm, her nod nearly imperceptible, and her posture inviting. I leaned forward, inhaled her scent deeply, then I gently brushed my lips against hers.
A slight shiver moved through her body, a low moan escaped her lips, and that was all the encouragement I needed to pull her fully into my arms, pressed her fragile body against mine as hard as I dared, while her lips parted to allow my tongue in.
Heat and dizziness overcame me, my already stiff cock twitched inside my pants, making its desire known while my mind only circled around this wonderfully amazing being in my arms. She was so delicate. With little to no effort I could have snapped her in half; it would have neither increased my heart rate nor my breathing. But trustingly, she leaned into me and rose onto her tiptoes. That trust tore into my heart and I swore I would never hurt her.
I dipped her lower with one arm, the other encircling her legs, and picked her up into my arms to carry her to my bedroom, where I would make her MINE. In every sense.
I was honest when I said I didn’t know where this was going, but I had an idea where I wanted it to go, not caring about the consequences or—for the first time in my life—my empire. This wasn’t about the Emperor Daryus, this was about the male Daryus and he wanted this merrily as HIS.
Perhaps this is all you need, my mind tried to justify. Maybe sex will get her out of your system, it had worked in the past. But even then I knew I was lying to myself. Nobody had ever ignited emotions in me the way Heather did, or calmed me the way she did.
Carefully, I sat her down on the bed with her arms wrapped around my neck, her fingers buried in my hair. Playfully she nipped at my lips, and the small gesture moved into my loins like a lightning bolt. Precum leaked down my shaft, as it twitched, more than ready to bury itself into her folds.
I wasn’t though, not yet.
Reverently, I pulled the dress over her right shoulder, exposing the exquisite, rosy flesh there and cupped it with my palm to caress it, moved my hand lower down her arm and up again.
