Aurora
Jaxson holds me for what feels like forever. I enjoy every moment of it, too. He sways to the side and steps when necessary, making it easier on me as his thick arms show me where to turn and when to stop. I give into his control, feeling this powerful prince be so gentle in this moment.
The music inside comes to a halt and so do we. I subdue a shiver, but he notices anyways, peeling his uniform coat off and sliding it over my shoulders. He smells of cedar, of his perfectly musk scent, and he leads me back inside while waiters pace through the ballroom with trays of food. The entrees are immaculate, set out for everyone in array of beef steaks, exotic fish and herbs, and chicken dipped in creamy sauces. My stomach growls as we sit at the table, Jaxson getting to be next to his fa
