Chapter 1: Introduction
Her bare feet sank into the plush carpet as she walked with an undeniable grace and purpose.
The grand chamber was quiet, save for the occasional crackle of the fireplace and the soft sound of her own footsteps. The silence was a comfort to her. It was a rare moment of solitude in a life dictated by the constant hum of courtly intrigue and the weight of ruling a kingdom.
Ser Anton stood by the doorway, his muscular frame silhouetted against the soft glow of the hallway. His short, black hair and brown eyes held a stern but gentle gaze, one that had always been a source of comfort and strength for her.
Tonight, however, that gaze held a new intensity, a spark she had never seen before. She wondered if, like her, he had been thinking about what was to come. She felt a surge of heat between her legs, and her breath hitched.
"Erin," he acknowledged, his voice a low rumble that sent shivers down her spine. "You summoned me."
She nodded, her heart pounding in her chest. The weight of her confession hung heavy in the air, but she had to say it. She had lived for years believing that a desire like hers was unmentionable, but now, she felt the need to tell him.
"I want you to dominate me," she said.
The words sounded so filthy, so dirty, coming out of her mouth. Yet, they were the truth. She stood with her hands clenched into fists, fingers pushing into soft velvet, the coolness of her chamber a stark contrast to the fire raging inside her. She could see him swell with that, with the knowledge of what she wanted him to do to her, the look in his eyes making her pussy throb.
There was a pause, and then, "Fuck," he cursed under his breath, the word rough and raw, dripping with lust. Anton was never one for words, but his body language spoke a thousand words. He stepped forward, his boots echoing in the silence.
"You know what you're asking, Princess?" Anton's voice was a low growl, a predator's warning, and it made her pussy clench with a need that was as sudden as it was overwhelming. "Once I start, I won't stop until you're screaming my name and begging for more. Do you understand?"
Her breath hitched at the raw hunger in his voice. She nodded, her mouth suddenly dry. "Yes." With the single word said she sealed their fate.
A growl of raw desire escaped his lips, and he closed the distance between them in a few long strides. His strong hands gripped her upper arms, fingers digging into her soft flesh, and pulled her against him.