Eli’s eyes trailed Kit as she disappeared out the door and down the hallway. It was evident she was concerned about his welfare, and he couldn’t blame her. There was reason to assume Rona would take any opportunity afforded her to remove his head.
Once the princess was gone, he tried to push her out of his thoughts, a difficult task considering his lips were still burning from the most sensual kiss he’d ever stolen. But Blankka clearly meant business. She walked to the library door, looked out into the hallway, and then closed the barrier with a resounding thud before coming back to stand in front of him her arms folded beneath her chest.
“Well, Commander, I suppose you realize what a precarious position you’ve placed yourself in. I suggest we go straight to my room, and you finally pleasure me, or else I’ll have no choice but to go directly to the queen.”
