My Lady Chef

Ezran's POV:

I stared at the dazzling beauty who was sleeping beside me. Her blonde hair was disheveled and caressed the sheets and pillows, her swollen lips were red from all the kisses we shared.

Her curves could not be hidden beneath the sheets as it lovingly shapes into her plump hips and hugged her lovely breasts. The dawning light showed the love marks I made while I was out of my mind with lust for her.

And yet...I could not stop looking at her.

I have not even known her that well and yet it feels different. It was a feeling I am not sure I like.

Why her? There were women more skilled in the art of seduction and more beautiful than her but their practiced hands and whispers are all but forgotten the moment I held her.

A discreet scratching noise made me reach for my robe as I opened the door.

It was Milford. I recalled his letter to me about how kind and gentle Alaina was even when she was given a small allowance for the first month; From that small gesture, it seems like my head butler's affection for his mistress was positive.

"Milord, I trust that the deed was done?" he whispered, and at my nod, his shoulder sagged with relief. "Are you available to discuss what will happen to the duchess's living arrangements?"

Normally I would not hesitate to go but I looked back at my sleeping wife and felt a reluctance to leave.

"Maybe at a later time then, Your Grace?" the head butler smiled and I nodded.

"Milford. Have a servant take away last night's food and have a nice breakfast cart sent here in an hour. My lady might also want some tea and sweets so bring another of that as well." I pondered over another thing and coughed in embarrassment. " Lastly, bring a basin, towels, and warm water plus the best healing salve from our apothecary."

Milford's face was one of shock which is understandable since I was never one to care about a lady's comfort.

to carry out my orders, I disrobed and slid back into the sheets; the movement made her moan and she shifts closer to

gave in to the urge

them again as she snuggled against my

a black ball appeared on my tip. One flick and

when have ever I cared whether my

in her hair which smells of fresh-cut flowers and sun-kissed grass. The

I feel at

but I cannot seem to

to their mates once they find the one that calls to their soul came to mind. A female fey has the power to call to a male that

dragon blood in their veins which makes us very powerful, volatile and our aggressive aura somehow intimidates normal humans

is why finding a wife who

because of your blood?" I talked to myself.

as clear as day to me. The sound of her voice was so erotic as she moved with me instead of resisting. Her instinctual movements only served to turn me on

touched my jaw and back

the delicious sensation of her squeezing

I was entranced by

I must get out of

me pull away from my wife

seeing me as she bowed as I opened the door, allowing her

not linger and get out." I growled when she kept looking

meal." She all but dashed

a normal female's reaction