Page 67 of Heir of Draga


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The design was see-through and Varan’s mouth watered. “That’s not all you’re going to wear today is it? If it is we might have some problems.” He was on his feet and in the closet and cupping a breast before he even realized what he was doing.

The temptress didn’t even have a breast band on. Varan bent his head to take her nipple in his mouth, lace and all.

“Varan,” she gasped. “We don’t have the time for your attentions.”

His cock was so hard it was physically painful. “I can stop,” he murmured, kneading her other breast gently. “But I believe we can afford to be a few minutes late.”

Her hands went to his belt and the frenzy that hit them both made him laugh as both tried to strip the other. Varan yanked her pants all the way down and took a step back to unbuckle his belt. Adelina watched him with such hunger in her eyes as she stepped out of her leather pants.

“Make it quick, Varan,” she said.

The moment she was free and naked from her waist down he grabbed her by the thighs, lifted her up, and slammed her against the closet wall. Adelina gasped when he pushed inside of her. Varan thrust. He controlled her with his hands on her ass, moving her against him as he lifted and then released her ever so slightly, driving his cock as deep into her as he could.

“This is exactly what I needed,” he growled, pressing her against the wall as Adelina moaned, clutching on to him. Everything felt tight and glorious. Varan reveled in the sounds his wife made, the way her insides clutched onto him, milking him with each ripple until he felt her release.

The pulsing vibration of her on his cock sent him over the edge and Varan panted as he spurt into her, coating Adelina’s insides with his seed, so much of it he felt it slide out.

“Varan,” she murmured, stroking his hair as they rode it out. “Varan, my love. How am I ever going to get anything done ever again?”

He chuckled and carried her into the attached washroom. “Get cleaned up and I’ll grab your clothes.”

Varan wiped down and buckled his pants back up. A nila would fix the wrinkles in a second. He went back into the closet, breathing in their combined scents and sighed with happiness. The last few days had been a blur and he could hardly believe his good luck.

Somehow they’d been able to have a small honeymoon and when he wasn’t training he had Adelina in the bedroom. If he died that day, Varan would go happily.

He studied her clothes for a moment and grabbed a black and gold jacket with a high, stiff neck. The embroidery was exquisite. Jasmine vines were done in black thread while the wolf of the Draga seal was done in gold. The slits on the shoulders would show the black lace she currently wore underneath, but otherwise it would make his new wife look fierce and royal.

Varan grabbed a few other pieces and then went back into the washroom to see her bending over the sink to check the fresh, thick black eyeliner. He set the items on the counter and pressed against her, caressing her naked ass, her soft back, all the way until he held her neck gently, just admiring her.

Adelina was his wife.

He grinned and pressed a kiss to the back of her neck. “I hope you like what I picked out for you.”

Then he ran a nila over his hair and clothes and made sure everything was pristine down to his well-worn boots.

She smirked at him through the mirror. “Are you going to wear makeup today?” Adelina selected a hairstyle from the larger nila and it took a few moments but then her long hair was curled, cascading down her back, and slightly pulled back from her face.

Varan rolled his eyes and selected the jewelry he’d picked out and wound the gold and diamond chain through the small braid holding the hair out of her face, like a crown. “I’m never going to live that down. Put some bloody pants on, will you?”

Adelina laughed and he grinned as she slipped her pants back on with minimal bouncing this time, thank all that was holy. “You have such fine taste Varan, why the old boots?”

He shrugged and sat down on the armchair to watch her dress. His arms rested along the top of the chair and he slunk down with that smile he couldn’t seem to wipe off his face. “They’re broken in; comfortable, quiet…new boots are usually too loud for my liking.”

Adelina slipped on the jacket he picked out and the diamond he gave her glittered in the light as she buttoned it up. “I was eyeing this piece. Am I really that obvious?” she asked, tugging at the hem so it lay perfectly.

“Darling, I’ve spent the last five cycles watching you as Lina and Adelina. I’d be disappointed in myself if I couldn’t at least pick out something I knew you’d like to wear.”

As she put the earrings on that he’d selected, Varan wondered if they would run into Nash. He’d spent as much time as he could justify training. He’d already managed to gain weight in muscle with his new diet and regimen. Varan had also run the simulator ragged after Adelina had gone to sleep.

All in anticipation of Nash.

Varan knew there was a high likelihood they’d run into the brute. There was no word the usurped prince had returned to the Khara Galaxy which meant he was in the Hai Galaxy no doubt. They’d parted as friends, but Varan wasn’t dense. He knew the Corinthian warrior would see the wedding to Adelina as a betrayal.

And Adelina wanted Nash as her second husband which meant Varan had to help convince a Corinthian to share. He shook his head. They were notoriously selfish. A mistress was considered taboo as was paid sex. Bunch of prudes if anyone asked him.

“Everything all right, my love?” Adelina asked as she adjusted the bracelet he’d given her. “You’re frowning.”

Seeing the bracelet calmed him. She hadn’t once taken it off and they would reach Drakesthai territory in a matter of hours. But Varan would know where she was no matter what. He would be able to protect her thanks to his skill and extra training.

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