Uria prepares my bath and helps me dress in a gown similar to the one I wore for Conyac. This one is pale lilac instead of white, but it’s just as see-through. I’m beautifully prepared but as nervous as I was with Conyac.

I like Trav. I like him more after today than I had before. There is a knock at my door, and I tell him to enter. My chamber glows with candlelight that flickers on the black silk robe that Trav is wearing as he stands in the doorway. I gulp. The fabric shows the contours of his body, accentuating the dips and curves of his muscles, the broadness of his shoulders, and the slimness of his waist.

I suck my lip and let out an audible whimper as he closes the door behind him. “Good evening, my lady,” he says in a husky, low voice. It sends a shiver up my spine. All at once I’m aroused and scared. I can smell the scent of his skin from across the room, and it sends a thrill through me.

He comes to sit beside me, close not touching. “You look beautiful,” he says, his eyes grazing over my breasts, my neck, and my mouth. I can feel his gaze burn over my skin. My pussy dampens with excitement, ready for him to touch it.

“Thanks,” I say shyly. Trav brushes my hair away from my shoulder and leans into the crook of my neck. He takes a deep breath, inhaling my aroma. He groans and all at once pushes me down onto the bed. He’s on top of me, his hardness dipping between my legs.

“Trav,” I moan.

His stiff shaft presses against my tender, wet core. His hands are running up and down my sides before he grasps my breast and presses his tongue between my lips. He kisses me with the intensity of a starving man. I meet his passion with my own, finally allowing myself to be taken by Trav. I realize I’ve wanted to do this ever since the first time we were together.

I held myself back then, but I’m not going to do that anymore. I’m going to let him have what he wants. I’m going to let me have what I want. He pushes my sheer gown up over my breasts and takes my hard nipple into his mouth. His tongue flicks up and down over my swollen nub. A thrill of excitement coils at the base of my spine. I feel like energy is gathering inside me. The energy is going to explode at any moment.

Trav squeezes and sucks my breasts one after the other as he grinds himself between my legs. I’m moaning and panting; my pussy is wet and ready for him to enter. I don’t think I can take it any longer. I grip the lapels of his robe and pull them back revealing his hard, muscled chest.

He senses my need and yanks his robe the rest of the way off before pulling my gown up over my head. We are both naked on the bed. He crawls over me on all fours, licking his lips as his eyes penetrate the depths of my soul. He grins, showing his sharp teeth. My lips curl back, revealing my own sharp teeth.

My passion for Trav, and my past annoyance with him, make me want to bite him and draw his blood with my strong teeth. I lick my teeth and flick my tongue at him. He growls above me and dips down, pressing his hardness between my legs.

He grinds back and forth over my slick entrance as I kiss his neck and lick his earlobe. He angles his hips back and presses the head of his cock against my pussy. I grasp his shoulders, running my fingernails down his arms and around his waist. I pull him towards me. Instead of pressing inside me, he trails kisses down my body and yanks my legs apart.

His tongue flicks up and down my slit, encouraging my wetness. I moan loudly and grip the bed sheets lifting my head slightly off the pillow. I feel like I’m going to lose my mind if he takes any longer. He runs his tongue over my clit, teasing me, pressing gently against the swollen bundle of nerves.

“God, Trav, just fuck me. Take me now,” I demand.

“All in good time, my lady,” he taunts. “All in good time.”

I growl and run my fingers through his hair, pressing his face against my hungry pussy. He laughs between my legs, and the sound waves excite me, driving me crazy. All at once, he devours my core. He sucks my clit into his mouth, and I shatter.

I scream so loudly, I think it will alarm the servants. My orgasm throbs and clenches my entire body with mind shattering pleasure. Trav is on top of me, his cock pressed against my opening. He slides inside in one lunge, and I scream again. His teeth grip my neck as he thrusts.

I’m rolling on utter pleasure as Trav sinks his massive shaft into my tight, wet core. I’m coming, over and over. My mind goes blank, and all there is this moment. My whole world is Trav and the feeling of him inside me. As the pleasure rolls through me I suddenly know what I want. I want him.

My dragon growls with longing and release, happy that I gave myself to Trav in this way. I’m more confused than ever, so I choose not to think. I choose to only be my body, the dragon born, with this prince who makes love with me so ecstatically.

He lifts me up on his lap. I’m straddling him as he guides me up and down on his shaft. My breasts bounce in his face, and he sucks my nipples into his mouth, groaning at the sight and taste of them.

He squeezes my ass cheeks, spreading them as he bounces me on his cock. Fingers press against my tight opening. I throw my head back as I feel him coming inside me. My pussy clamps around his shaft, milking the last of his seed.

Finally we stop, panting, our foreheads pressed against together. “Trav,” I say, breathless.

“Shhh, there is no need for words now,” he whispers.

We collapse onto the bed and hold each other under the soft blankets. I snuggle against Trav’s chest and hear his heart beating wildly from me. He kisses the top of my head and strokes my back, tender expressions of affection I never would’ve expected from Trav.

“And now you will choose me,” he says. Now that is Trav, with his overconfidence. The truth is I have no idea who to pick. I adore them both, and I don’t feel capable of choosing between them. If only there were a way I could have them both.

“I just don’t know yet, Trav. I don’t know.”