“I have two more weeks to convince you. You’ve seen my chamber and know what I can do with my cock.” He kissed her neck, nipping on the spot that he knew drove her wild. “You also know that I can cook, but…” he paused looking into her beautiful eyes. “I want you to meet my friends and family… to see the rest of my kingdom. I want us to actually talk and to do things together.”

“It’s not going to make a difference, Coal. I can’t stay.” She looked sad. Her eyes clouded and she frowned.

“Maybe you can.” He tucked a strand of hair behind her ear.

She shook her head. “There’s a whole world waiting for me out there. I promised myself that I would explore it. That I would see it all. I can’t be tied down and I don’t want to be a mom.”

He wanted to push for answers but he sensed that she still wasn’t ready to talk about why she felt the way she did. Especially about motherhood.

Julie licked her lips. “It’s important that whomever you end up mating continues your bloodline?”

He nodded. “Yes. It is of the utmost importance.”

“There ya go.” Again with the extra upbeat attitude. He wasn’t buying it. “It so wouldn’t work just on that note alone.”

Yes it could. Julie would be a wonderful mother. She was amazing. Not just for her beauty or how compatible they were but for who she was as well. He may not know much about her yet but he knew the essence of who she was.

The scent of her arousal filled his nostrils. “Now, do you want my mouth or my cock?”

She laughed. It came out in a short burst. “So dirty.”

“Really now? Dirty?” He grinned at her. “The shower it is then.” Coal picked her up and threw her over his shoulder being careful not to hurt her.

He marched into the bathroom. Turned the faucets on and waited the few seconds for the water to heat, then he put her down under the spray. Coal spread her legs and positioned himself between them. Water cascaded down her body. She was a vision. He tongued her until she came…hard. Then he fucked her against the wall from behind until they both came… hard.

Even as he pulled out, he wanted her again. Coal doubted he would ever stop wanting her.

****

Shit!

The king was formidable. She felt the need to hold Coal’s hand even though she wasn’t the handholding type.

The green eyed, stern looking guy eyed her like she had food on her face or her top. Maybe her hair was mussed. Then he sniffed at her. Sniffed. No freaking way. It was okay—for whatever reason—that Coal sniffed her. She even found it a turn-on, but not this guy.