19. Seldarin

The Princess gasped and blushed, trying to hide her luscious curves with her arms as I pulled off the gown. But her breasts were too large and full to hide and her sweet little pussy was already pouting and swollen with need.

Gods, she was fucking gorgeous!

Despite knowing how dangerous she would soon become, my cock stiffened in my trousers. I couldn't fucking help it—I'd thought she was adorable back when she was still covered in her human dross. Now that her true form and beauty had been revealed, I found her absolutely irresistible.

I could tell that Krynn felt the same. That dreamy, submissive look had come into his eyes—the same one he gets when he's deep in the Needing. I had seen it before when I helped him out, to keep him from going back to Lady Elgiana. But now it was directed at the Princess and I knew he longed to give himself to her—to offer her everything, even his life.

To be fucking honest, I kind of felt the same way. She was my Princess—soon to be my Queen. I had sworn an oath to protect and serve her, back when she was just a baby. Now she was a grown Fae only a few days shy of being fully of age and she was even lovelier than the old Queen, her mother had been.

Then I gave myself a mental shake—what was I thinking? Yes, I was loyal to the Princess, but that didn't mean I was suddenly turning into a Needer—a submissive who enjoyed sexual suffering.

I told myself that I had to be strong—I was a warrior and the Captain of the Palace Guard. It wasn't in me to submit to any female. If she needed to drink from me—to use me—I would of course, give myself freely. But that didn't mean I had to like it…or take pleasure from her fangs in my throat, when she inevitably pierced me.

For now, though, she needed easing. She had refused to drink from me but if Krynn and I didn't help take the edge off the appetites that the Thirst caused in her, the first bite she gave could be deadly. We needed to ease into this slowly and try to meet her needs before they reached a fever pitch or neither I nor Krynn would survive her first Quenching.

So I ignored her protests as I swung her into my arms and laid her on the bed.