Belinda McBr

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Clearly the loyalty of the military was with Captain Griffin Hawke rather than the council.
And now their loyalty was to me. Their king had returned, and they were coming in
support of me.
It was then that I realized the problems I'd be facing. The council had virtually neutered the
military by splitting the units apart. Some were searching for me, and others were taking
freelance work, trying to funnel money back to the planet. The commanding general was in his
hundreds, an ancient lion of a warrior. I remembered him as long retired and rigid in his
opinions. Griffin was the senior commanding officer, and the general had ordered him out into
space, leaving the planet virtually unpoliced and unprotected. I could only shake my head at the
folly of their actions.
There was one person I knew I could believe in, one person on that planet that I had to
contact.
I'd seen her image in Griffin's holoframe a tall, flame-haired woman. She'd been holding
a baby& my son. Cloris had run from me not long after the birth of Alexander. The Sun Priests
had uncovered evidence of her spying, and she'd fled from her eventual trial, killing herself in the
process. My sister had been the mother that my son had needed so desperately. Her son had been
like a brother to Alexander.
I sent a brief message via Griffin's signature, reassuring her of my health and the need for
secrecy. I ached to see her again, to see my child and the remaining members of my family. At
the same time, fear thrilled through me, aggravated every time a memory played out before my
mind's eye. The flashbacks continued, striking me down without warning.
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The hours blurred together, and when I finally stumbled to our cabin, craving sleep, I was
stunned by the scene before my eyes.
Small lights dotted the room, reminiscent of wax candles. We couldn't allow open flame on
the ship, but these flickered and floated above every surface. The air was scented with sensual
spices, and fine wine sparkled in crystalline flutes. I heard the soft strains of the Farthian lute
playing.
In the midst of this seductive web, Griffin lay on the bed, naked and waiting.
Suddenly I wasn't so weary anymore.
Did you do this for me? I put one knee on the bed, admiring his long, muscular body. It
shimmered with oil, and my cock throbbed in time with my heart.
For you, but for me as well. When we get home, private time will be hard to come by.
He casually clasped his cock, and I examined it, reaching out to stroke the distended veins, the
ridge that ran up its length. He crooked his leg, sighing as I stroked.
I will not keep you a secret from our people. You will be my sworn consort.
I believe that you mean it, Helios.
And you also know what a pigheaded bastard I can be.
He grinned at that.
We've lost too many years. I've lost too many years to sacrifice myself on the altar of
sovereignty. If need be, I will step down in favor of another.
You will do no such thing. He sat up, boiling with fury. His erection had faded, and that
was far from what I wished right now.
Griffin. I promise to do what is best for the kingdom, regardless of what that might be.
You are what is best for the kingdom.
For now, it seemed best to let that comment go. I was weary; I was horny. What I wanted
and needed lay stretched out on a bed before me. When my shirt came off, Griffin's attention
fixed on me fully. He watched, his cock swelling as I slowly stripped. Glancing around, I located
the oil that he'd used. It glistened as I dribbled it over my skin. He watched it trail from my chest
to my belly and then trickle beside my cock.
He swallowed nervously, and suddenly, the point of this seduction became crystal clear.
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You don't need to do this if you aren't ready, Griffin.
I want it. I've thought of little else since that first time you took me. His skin flushed
dark and his cock jerked, proving the truth of his words. He caught my wrist and pulled me
slowly to the bed, down to his body.
He was hot; our skin slid together sensuously. He was aggressive, licking and biting at my
nipples, then across my chest to the tender skin under my arms. My eyes dropped closed in bliss;
he was clearly demonstrating that while he might be bottom, he'd be dominant in that position.
I want to feel your hair when you fuck me, Lio.
Obediently I unraveled the braid, watching as the strands surrounded him like a copper-
flame curtain. He reached up and buried his hands in my hair, close to my scalp. His thumb
dragged over my lips, so I opened and sucked the digit into my mouth, circling the pad with my
tongue. I then bobbed, mouth-fucking it as though it were his cock. Releasing it, I leaned
forward, bringing my lips close to his ear.
I love you, Griffin. I then sucked his lobe, nipping lightly. His hands roamed my body,
stroking my ass, pulling our hips together to dry fuck. Of course, with oil slicking our bodies, it
wasn't that dry at all.
He reached up and pulled my head from his throat, where I'd been leaving little marks, and
brought me to look directly into his face. I tried to kiss him, but he held me steady, his hand in
my hair.
I love you, Lio. Always have.
I know that, Griffin. You showed me that very first night that you found me. You've
shown me every hour of every day since. I reached up, stroked his face, and cupped the eye
patch gently. And I have cherished every moment with you. Call me a selfish bastard, but I
won't let you go, Grif. Never.
And just like that, belief spread across his face. Belief and joy. The smile he gave lit him,
made him young and wicked and dangerous. He laughed, and pure joy flooded me, sheer elation
at seeing life and hope awakening like the dawn in this man who was my life. [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

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