The Primitive King ~ ON HOLD ~

FOURTEEN

This is what I picture some of the Flora to resemble^^^^

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ALVARA

Iden had fallen asleep a few hours ago, and rightfully so. I couldn't have fought that crazy creature. He put himself in harm's way to protect me, and to make sure I wasn't eaten. He could've just run, the beast wanted nothing to do with him once he'd done his silly dance.

"I'll protect you with my life Alvara."

The memory of his voice and the promise behind his words made me shiver, and for the life of me, I couldn't focus on my task.

I figured while he slept I could tinker away on Judy blue, but my wandering brain seemed to be protesting. I wasn't sure how to take all of these new feelings and experiences. Never in my life had someone risked themselves for me like that, and as a warrior, it would be an honor to repay the kindness in any way possible.

Anyone could see that he was honorable and that he was willing to treat me as an equal while also ensuring my safety in times when I am naive. I considered him a friend and wanted to pay him a kindness, so I decided to show him what I'd originally intended to do that day in the cave.

I knew that kissing him would spark a flame that I couldn't extinguish. Even now my body thrummed with desire for him. He's the first man I've ever been attracted to sexually outside of my erotic novels, and I didn't want to look back and regret not acting on my gut.

He was such a natural, his lips wound me so tight I wondered how I'd ever unravel. Only he could sort out my inner strings, and dammit I wish I didn't want him to.

My distracted mind caused my hand to fumble, and a spare panel for the outer walls clattered to the floor. My eyes widened immediately and I snapped my head in Iden's direction. His eyes were open and trained on me.

I blushed furiously and grabbed the panel off of the ground, holding it to my chest almost as if it could keep me safe from his charms. I was a goner.

His eyes were smiling, and even though he was in pain he had the audacity to let out his chirp-like chuckle at my expense. I stood there like a gaping idiot and only when he began to sit up did I get a hold of myself.

Quickly placing the panel to the side, I tentatively walked over to the cot to check on his wounds. My face and chest were warm, so I was playing images of grotesque rotting corpses in my brain to distract from my raging lady boner.

It wasn't working.

His eyes were locked with mine and when I finally got within arm's reach, I couldn't think over my heartbeat pounding in my ears. I'd seen this man stroke his own cock, but one little kiss, and I was a wreck?

He looked all over my face with a curious expression, then allowed himself to glance down and he licked his lips at the sight. I noticed from this close distance that the peaks of his canines were showing and I wondered how they'd feel against my skin.