He Tires of Games

I was extremely skittish after that. Careful to avoid him at all costs. Requiring breakfast in my chambers in case he was one of the guards who now stood in the Banquet Hall.

I knew Alaric would find me again.

He’ll want more of what he tasted.

Still, I was unprepared when that day actually came.

I’d barely gotten up for morning rituals. Wrapping my hair into a loose braid over my shoulder and heading out of my chamber only to find my maid, to order breakfast.

But when I stepped beyond the doorway, I was snatched nearly off my feet. He rounded and pushed me against the wall.

His mouth descended with crushing force.

Alaric.

I knew instantly who it was. I could smell his alluring, male scent. Hear the rumbling growl in his throat that told me he’d lost all patience.

“The King!” I objected. Stunned when my shoulders hit the wall.

He stood several inches above me and pressed his body to mine, letting me feel the evidence of his arousal. A hard rod against my lower pelvis.

Reminding me th