I rule with an unyielding hand.
Thrones demand it. Heirs demand it.
But when I chose her- -my consort, scarred by old wounds and fresh doubts- -for this royal duty, I ignited something no crown can contain.
Her body yields under mine in sweat-slicked abandon, our first reckless union sealing a fate neither of us foresaw.
She fears I'll devour her whole.
Truth is, she's the one carving into my guarded soul.
Candle flames dance across library shelves as I take her there, sustained and desperate, her silent defiance melting into pleas only I hear.
By the hearth's glow, her skin warms under my touch in slower, fluid games that strip us bare.
This isn't mere breeding.
It's dominance laced with a hunger that terrifies me- -a king brought low by the woman meant to serve.
She craves my unguarded heart but hides behind walls I've vowed to breach.
Our pull wars with every guarded beat, addictive as it is ruinous.
The court whispers poison.
Nobles scheme to tear her from me, their opposition a blade at her throat and my legacy.
Her trust hangs fragile, her safety a lie amid the intrigue, her self-respect the price of every surrender.
I've marked her as mine in ways that defy politics and flesh alike.
Yet if she glimpses the desperation beneath my commands- -the need for her alliance, her fire- -will she flee?
Or will this blaze consume us before the vipers strike?
A full-length breeding MaleDom Tudor royalty erotic romance featuring a possessive king and his defiant consort.
