"Do it now," she whispered, voice full of fire and ash. "Show me."
That was it. That was the break in the dam.
He dropped to his knees.
Right there in his royal chambers, the Alpha King of the realm knelt before his queen like a supplicant. He hooked his fingers into the waistband of her dress and dragged it down slowly, his eyes never leaving hers.
"I should pray to you," he said, lips brushing the soft skin of her thigh. "Every day. Every f*****g night. For the rest of my life."
She hissed when his tongue slid over her inner thigh, slow and possessive. He bit the soft skin just once before moving higher. And when he finally found her heat—
"Oh f**k," he growled, breath hot and reverent. "You're soaked for me."
She was. Dripping, throbbing, aching.
He groaned as he tasted her, dee
