Chapter 7

VALKYRIE

After Damian’s departure, I remain in the corner where Dimitri left me. Leo sits across from me, silent. I can tell he wants to ask me something, but I can’t quite put my finger on what it might be.

The quiet between us is awkward, but in a humorous way. Every time I catch him glancing my way, he blushes and quickly looks away. I find it endearing and can’t help but giggle.

“Sorry,” I murmur, my gaze fixed on him.

Leo is a handsome dragon. His long, honey-colored hair dances in the gentle breeze wafting in from the balcony.

“Can I ask you something?” Leo breaks the silence.

I nod, waiting for him to continue. He looks curious.

“Can I ask about your eyes?” Leo questions, a spark of interest in his own.

“My eyes?” I echo, surprised by his question. “What do you want to know?”

“Well, who did you inherit them from? They’re unique,” Leo explains, his gaze steady on me.

I sigh, looking down at my dress.

“To be honest, I don’t know. I never met my parents,” I confess. “So I can’t really answer your question.”

“I see. I’m sorry for asking,” Leo apologizes, his gaze shifting to the view outside.

“It’s okay; Dimitri asked me the same thing,” I reassure him, offering a smile.

Leo simply nods and falls silent. After a while, he leaves me alone. Unsure of what to do next, I decide to take a bath.

I undress and step into the hot spring. The warmth is so soothing that I momentarily forget my fear of Dimitri.

Despite my fear, there’s something about him that draws me in. Remembering our previous encounter, I blush.

I feel a strange heat spreading through my body. What’s happening to me?

In my twenty-one years of life, I’ve never experienced this. My breathing quickens as the heat travels down my legs.

I squeeze my legs together, biting my lip. I’ve never felt aroused before, so this is all new to me. The steam from the water isn’t helping, and I realize I need to get out.

I grab a cloth to cover myself and head back to the chambers. I pick out the first dress I see and start to change when the door swings open.

I freeze. My breath comes in short gasps, and I close my eyes, too afraid to turn around and see who it is.

I hear someone take a deep breath, and I tense up even more. But then a shiver of pleasure runs up my spine. I cover my mouth to stifle a gasp. Was I about to moan? To my surprise, I forget there’s someone behind me.

I flinch at the stranger’s touch. I let out a moan. Biting my lip, I close my eyes as the person wraps an arm around my waist.

“I can smell you, Valkyrie,” Dimitri murmurs, his voice rough. Without thinking, I lean my head against his chest. He pulls me closer, and I can feel every muscle in his chest against my back.

His hands slowly explore my body. His touch leaves a trail of tingles that makes my skin prickle in the most delightful way. I want him.

His breath tickles my ear as he starts to kiss and suck on it. I tilt my head to the side, giving him better access to my neck.

“You’re driving me crazy,” Dimitri whispers seductively.

“Same,” I mumble back.

He turns me around to face him, and I see a glint in Dimitri’s eyes. They remind me of a reptile’s, and they’re mesmerizing.

He lowers his hands to my butt and gives it a squeeze, causing me to yelp. I let the cloth fall to the floor, and Dimitri tenses at my touch.

I don’t understand why I’m reacting this way, but I want him to touch me. Dimitri growls softly and kisses my neck, trailing down until he reaches my chest.

He sucks and nips gently, and I surrender to him. I hold his head in place as he teases my pink nipples. As he sucks, I take a deep breath and my legs start to shake.

“P-please…,” I whisper.

Dimitri looks up at me, his eyes filled with desire.

“Please, what?” Dimitri murmurs.

I lick my lips and brace myself against his shoulders.

“Please. Make. Me. Cum.” I manage to say, panting.

His body is hot, and it’s making mine even hotter. My legs are about to give out. I look down at him, pleading.

Dimitri smirks and lowers his head to continue his ministrations. Then, lifting one of my legs, he pulls me closer. I’m so lost in the moment that I forget about everything else.

As I feel his lips moving lower, I wait in anticipation.

“You’re so wet,” Dimitri whispers, his breath tickling my pubic hair. “I can’t wait to taste you.”

My voice shakes as I moan loudly. Then, surprised, I cover my mouth.

“Let me hear you, Valkyrie,” Dimitri commands as he kneels before me and flicks his tongue against my lips.

My entire body trembles. What is this feeling? I grip his hair and moan as Dimitri licks and sucks on me. Then, throwing my head back, I tug at his hair.

“Fuck!” I curse as I feel his tongue push inside me.

But then, Dimitri stops. Panting, I look down. His hands are gripping my thighs and butt. I wait, wondering what’s wrong.

“You’re a virgin?” Dimitri blurts out.

“What?” I manage to say, breathless.

He stands up quickly, holding my arms.

“You’re a virgin?” Dimitri repeats.

“Y-yes…,” I stutter, not understanding why he’s asking.

Did he expect me not to be? I was a slave, but I’ve never been raped. Shouldn’t he be relieved?

Confused, I look at him. His golden eyes mirror my confusion. He pushes me away slightly, runs a hand through his hair, and then groans in frustration.

He gives me one last look before slamming the door and leaving me alone, standing there like a fool.

***

Dinnertime arrives, and I share my meal with Damian and Leo. Dimitri is nowhere to be seen. We eat in silence, with Damian occasionally making comments that make us laugh.

“Not hungry?” Damian questions, eyeing my untouched food.

“Just a bit,” I respond, offering a small smile.

“You need to eat,” Damian insists, “a bit more.”

I nod and do as he suggests. Once I’m full, I start to excuse myself, but Damian stops me.

“Before you go, come with me. I have something to show you,” he says.

I follow Damian through a maze of corridors. Dragons pass us, each one nodding in acknowledgment. I’m aware that most of them, particularly the females, aren’t fond of me; their glares are filled with resentment.

Damian halts in front of a grand, golden double door. He turns to me, a smile playing on his lips.

“This is for you,” he says, swinging the doors open.

I gasp, a smile spreading across my face. The chambers are spacious enough to accommodate two full-sized dragons. Damian gestures for me to enter, and I take my first step inside, looking around in awe.

The room is different from Dimitri’s. It has a feminine touch. A small hallway leads into the main area, where a canopy bed with white silk sheets is tucked into a corner.

Golden and wooden furniture adorns the room. There’s a fireplace and an open balcony. The long white drapes flutter in the breeze.

Intrigued, I step out onto the balcony and smile at the sight of a lake surrounded by trees.

“Wow,” I murmur.

“Pretty amazing, right?” Damian agrees, grinning. “Valkyrie, this is your chamber.”

“What?” I gasp in surprise.

“These are the queen’s chambers,” Damian clarifies, turning away with a smile. “My brother can’t say anything if you stay here. It’s yours. That’s why it was made.”

“The queen’s chambers?” I ask, curiosity piqued. “So, it’s my room?”

“And you’re free to use it. You’re our queen, aren’t you?” Damian teases.

I look around, clutching my dress. This room could be my sanctuary. The one place where Dimitri can’t harm me.

“Yes…,” I mumble.

Damian grins, a smile that could make any girl weak in the knees. He then pulls me into a bear hug.

“Great, Sister-In-Law. You can stay here, and a servant will help you,” Damian says, releasing me and walking towards another hallway. “This is your bathhouse.”

Peering inside, I see it’s similar to Dimitri’s bath.

“Feel free to explore and use it. You have clothes and anything a queen might need,” Damian says just as there’s a knock. “Come in,” he commands.

A woman with long, curly hair enters, offering a slight bow and a smile when she sees me.

“Valkyrie, this is Mia. Mia, meet our queen,” Damian introduces us. I greet her shyly.

“Mia is human,” Damian adds, causing me to look at him in surprise.

“Human?” I echo.

“Yes, we have several humans living with us. She’s an old friend, so when I asked her to help, she agreed,” Damian explains, draping an arm around Mia’s shoulders.

Mia blushes and smiles. I raise my eyebrows, giggle, and thank her.

“Now, I’ll leave you two to get acquainted. Don’t worry, Dimitri can’t argue about you being here.

“It’s a strict rule that the king can’t enter the queen’s chambers unless she invites him. He can’t step foot in here,” Damian says, ruffling my hair.

“So, get some rest now. Mia, thanks again.”

“You’re welcome, Damian,” Mia responds, bowing.

As Damian leaves, I turn to Mia. Her tan skin has a glow that makes me feel a pang of envy.

“Thank you, Mia, and sorry for the inconvenience,” I say shyly.

“No problem, my queen, it’s my pleasure,” Mia replies sweetly.

“Please don’t call me that; just call me Valkyrie,” I request, feeling a wave of panic.

I don’t feel worthy of the title ~Queen~. I even doubt that Dimitri wants me as his queen.

“It’s okay. I’m comfortable calling you queen. But does it still make you uncomfortable when we address you that way?” Mia asks, waiting for my response.

Fidgeting with my dress, I nod nervously.

“Don’t worry, we humans here are thrilled that the queen is human too. After all, most of the past kings had human mates,” Mia reassures me.

“Really?” I ask, intrigued.

“Yes, even the king’s and Damian’s mother was human,” Mia says, walking over to a chest. She pulls out a nightdress and turns to me with a stern look.

“Now, how about I help you get ready for bed?” Mia suggests, a small smile creeping onto her face.

I’m not sure I like where this is heading.

“No, it’s okay. I’ll just take a bath,” I stammer.

“Oh no, to be a queen, you need to look the part. So, come here!” Mia insists, grabbing my arm and pulling me towards the bathhouse. “We’ll make Dimitri—sorry, I mean King Dimitri—beg for you.”

I’m not sure what Mia has planned, but I’m not comfortable with it. I just hope Dimitri doesn’t get angry with us.