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Esral
swallowed thickly. “You don’t have to keep calling me princess.” She took a
step towards him.

“I
really do…” His voice had turned deep.

“Spend
some time with me, Xavier. Let’s see where this goes. I must take a mate soon
if I am to return honor to our royal oak. I don’t wish to rush you or to corner
you. I want to be honest with you and would like the same in return.” She
licked her lips and forced a shaky smile. “I want to find out if there is more
to this…us.” She cleared her throat, feeling heat infuse her cheeks.

“I
should say no, but I can’t. If you were to take another male…” His jaw ticked.

Her
heart leapt with joy. “One thing though…” She had to work to keep from folding
her arms or fisting her hands. “You need to honor me please, Xavier.”

“Honor
you, princess?” The creases appeared between his eyes which were dark and
fathomless. “I’ve done nothing but honor you. It has not been easy on me. Being
around you all the time. Alone with you. The amount of times I’ve wanted to…”
he grit his teeth.

“You’ve
wanted to do to me what you do to those vampire females?” She couldn’t help
letting the comment slip.

His
expression softened. “I’ve tried hard to distance myself from you. I’m a male.”

It
was her turn to grit her teeth. How often had she heard that statement used over
the years? Too many. “And I am a female. Honor me, please.”

He
frowned. “I’m not sure what you’re asking. I do honor you.”

Esral
shook her head. “You have wanted me for months yet you continued to…” She
couldn’t say it. “Things work differently for us elves. Highborn males are
permitted to rut with the low born females while we are considered defective if
our thorns are broken outside of mating.”

“What
does this have to do with me? I am a vampire. We don’t run by those crazy
lores. Males and females are considered equals. Hell, when it comes to rutting,
if anything, females have the upper hand.”

“I
know. It’s one of the things that I greatly admire about the vampires…Although
some of our lores are changing, age old traditions and beliefs are hard to
break.” Just like a female’s thorn. She inwardly laughed at her own joke. “When
a mating is arranged and officially announced, or a male shows interest in a
female”—she paused trying to find the right words—“it is customary for the male
to honor the female in question by not rutting with other females.”

Xavier
smiled. “You’re asking for me to be exclusive until”—he shrugged—“we know where
we’re going with this?”

Why
was her heart beating so fast?

She
nodded. “It would be the honorable thing to do.” She had to work to control her
breathing. “I wouldn’t like it if you were to...”

His
smile broadened.

“What
is so funny?” She was putting her feelings out there and he was making fun of
her.

“You
misunderstand, I don’t find it funny. I’m happy. There’s a difference.” He
stepped into her space. “I like that you don’t want other females to touch me.
Now that this is out in the open, I don’t want to touch anyone but you, so I
think we’re good. Except…”

“Except
what?” She didn’t like the sound of that.

“I
can’t touch you.” He muttered something about blue balls which she didn’t
understand. What did an air filled children’s toy have to do with it?

“I
really need to leave now.” His eyes were cemented to her lips. The growl in his
voice did strange things to her insides. To her…female parts.

“You
can kiss me you know.”

He
shook his head. “I shouldn’t.”

“I
want you to.” Why did she sound so out of breath?

“I
want to, but…” His jaw ticked and he looked away, his nostrils flared. Then he growled
deeply, as he captured her lips with his.
Warm, soft, pliant.
They spoke
of all the things her mother had warned her about. Sin being top of the list.

She
made a little whimpering noise as his hands clasped around her waist, pulling
her against him. Esral clasped his broad shoulders like she’d dreamed of doing
so many times. He pushed his tongue into her mouth and everything in her came
alive.

She
dug her fingers into his skin, fighting for air as their tongues danced
together in a primal rhythm that set her aflame. Esral squeezed her legs
together as something clenched deep inside her core. She gasped as her nipples
tightened against his chest. A feeling of longing erupted inside her.

She
may be a virgin but her body knew what it wanted, what it needed.

“One
finger, princess.” He mumbled against her lips before kissing her in a way that
had her clinging to him and panting in sheer desperation.

“Just
one.” He whispered as he brushed a thumb over her nipple. Much to her horror,
she moaned, loudly as his gentle touch caused a zing of pleasure to pulse
through her. Her flower blossomed and filled with nectar.

Xavier
pulled away, his eyes locked with hers, they glowed silver like moonlight on
the water. “You are irresistible.” His growl sent shivers racing down her
spine. More nectar pooled at the heart of her.

She
thanked all that was green when he kissed her again.

“I
need to touch you,” he whispered. “Just a little.” Xavier trailed kisses down
her neck and goose bumps rose on her arms. His fangs scraped against her neck,
reminding her of what he was. One of his hands palmed her ass, sending a
shockwave of need right up her stem and her womb clenched.

Esral
sucked in air between her teeth wanting something, needing something.

“Tell
me to stop,” he growled.

“I
can’t,” she whispered. “Please.” She begged, not sure what she was asking for.

Xavier
kissed her softly, his hand still wrapped around her ass. “I want to ease your
need.”

“Yes.”
She moaned as he squeezed her flesh again.

“I’ll
be careful, princess.” He touched his lips to hers. “Just one finger.” He whispered,
holding up his hand. She was mesmerized and watched in fascination as he sucked
on one of his fingers. “Hold onto me,” he urged. Esral threaded her hands
around his neck.

Xavier
looked fierce even though he threw her a tense half smile. “Not too loud.”

She
wasn’t sure what he…she gasped loudly as he put his hand between her robe,
sliding his finger… “My rosebud.” She squeaked.

“Rosebud…”
Xavier groaned. “It’s the perfect description.”

She
couldn’t respond because he kissed her again and his finger started its slow
even strokes over her flesh. Her skin instantly tightened. A loud moan was torn
from her. Much to her horror, she opened her legs to allow him better access.
It was like her body had a mind of its own. Her brain was too fogged over to
really care. She rocked her hips in time with his strokes. There was a coiling,
a building. The feelings were so intense that she wanted to pull away but her
need for something unintelligible deepened. She instinctively knew that his
touch would soothe it.

Her
hands clasped him so tight that she was sure she would leave bruises, but she
couldn’t make herself let go. She was moaning and panting in earnest now. Her
hips rocked faster. It felt good, oh so good. No wonder the highborn males
snuck off to be with the servers and the lowborn females let them. No wonder
the vampires rutted at will. No wonder Tanya made those noises when her vampire
males rutted her. It was all starting to make sense.

Xavier
pulled away. “I want to watch you, princess.”

She
opened her eyes. His jaw was clenched. His eyes burned with need and desire.
He’d never looked more handsome. His finger continued to work her rosebud.

“Let
go,” he whispered. “Come for me,” he growled softly.

It
felt like her limbs filled with warm, sticky toffee. Like her insides turned to
mush. Then everything tightened.

“That’s
it.” He breathed the words.

It
felt like she shattered. Her body splintering from the sheer rapture. She
couldn’t take her eyes off of him as she plummeted over the edge into a
freefall that took her deeper and deeper into untold pleasure. She never
imagined it could feel this way.

The
sounds she was making were inhuman. Little grunts and moans. Her flower
clenched and nectar flowed. Xavier slowed his movements until he finally
stopped. Although a warm fuzzy feeling settled over her, she was far from
eased. If anything, her hunger grew stronger. Her need deepened.

His
nostrils flared and he pulled his hand away. Esral moaned at the loss but only
because her body was demanding more. Much more.

Crease
marks appeared between his eyes, which still glowed softly. “I must go.”

“No.”
She hated how desperate and needy she sounded.

“Right
now.” He growled as he pulled away from her. Xavier looked angry. More angry
than she’d ever seen him and that was saying something. He turned and walked out
of her chamber, practically slamming the door behind him.

Her
chest heaved, the scent of her arousal filled the room. It taunted her. An
agonized sob escaped. He was angry with her and rightfully so. Esral had been
ready to give him her thorn. After all of her protests and insistence of him
honoring her, she had acted exactly like Cheri and Zafar had described her. Was
there no end to her ability to embarrass her family? Xavier had to think less
of her.

Another
terrible thought crossed her mind…What if he believed she had meant to trap
him?

‘Part2:
Flower’ is available now on
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