Status Updates From To Claim a King: Age of Gol...

Alexandria, who prefers Xandrie, is keeping things interesting with her curiosity for the world outside of her town. Love that there is vulgar language, but not excessive, so far. It adds character to her, especially since it’s towards another character that her family wishes for Xandrie to marry. It’s something in which I have experienced and can relate with. Which makes me want to continue the story.

movies? is this urban fantasy?

'his whole vibe" 😂 i'm sorry but the writing doesnt match the fantasy 'vibe'

“You poisoned me.”

She didn’t know how she’d deduced it; deep down, she just felt it.

“You would have done us all a favor if you’d just died from it, you filthy human skank.”

Well, that was quite enough of that.

She turned toward the royal tribune and asked, loud and clear, “Can I kill this piece of shit?”

Everyone gave her a thumb up.

“Red becomes you, but you will wear gold. Every day from this day forth. I don’t give a damn about this tournament - I’d renounce the throne if that’s what it takes. I just want you.”

“Red becomes you,” Rhey said. He bent close and whispered in her ear. “But you should wear gold.”

She smiled, knowing how much he liked his gold, after spending so many nights in his den now.

Xandrie was at the very center of the melee.
...
When she fought, she’d been resplendent in her armor, which, true, didn’t hide much, and he’d seen her with nothing at all, too, but tonight, she had slid into a hip-hugging, curve-caressing slice of crimson silk that rippled as she moved, but clung to her thighs and ass in ways that made his heartbeat land squarely in his groin.

--

He came quickly, and wasn’t even embarrassed by it; right after emptying himself inside her the first time, he grew just as hard and took her from behind – the second time, recovering took three minutes. By the tenth, or eleventh time, they were both spent; they collapsed, wrapped into each other like they might perish if they didn’t hold as tight as they could.

“Let’s give another meaning to dragon rider,” she said, before straddling him, and pushing his throbbing dick deep inside her.

Where he belonged.

He came quickly, and wasn’t even embarrassed by it; right after emptying himself inside her the first time, he grew just as hard and took her from behind – the second time, recovering took three minutes. By the tenth, or eleventh time, they were both spent; ...

Then, they were finally home - with three thousand servants, seven hundred residents and as many guests - but none of those mattered.

He helped her down from her horse, and wordlessly took her hand, leading her away.

“My King…” Nathos started.

“Not now. Day off. Two of them. Call me if the whole world burns.”

--

This was everything that mattered, he felt it down to his entrails, sealing their bond forever, by right of flesh.

“I’ll wed you soon,” he swore, “But when I get you home, I’m going to feast on you and fuck you until the morrow because, Alexandria, you’re mine. And we’re alive.”

Thanks to her.

“I’m okay with fucking. Please. Pretty please.”

The woman was going to be the death of him, of that, he was certain.

--

Then, because she couldn’t make sense of just about anything that had just happened, she asked, “Do you think he liked it?”

“I think he likes you. You couldn’t be more wrong, Xandrie Astria of the Northern Var. There’s one thing you could give the King that he greatly desires.”

She lifted a brow, and Vincent smirked. “Win The Claiming.”

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“The first gift I received since I was a boy. I thank you. I shall treasure it.”

And to her absolute fucking shock, he then put it around his neck, and under his shirt, before finally leaving the room.

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They could have her, just the once, before his fate was sealed, couldn’t they?

Yes, the beast told him, baring his teeth in a resemblance of a smile. Just once.

Rhey sighed, wondering why his own damn dragon thought he was foolish enough to not hear him lie.

--

So regardless of any history, or affection, everyone who had a claim to his crown was a potential enemy. Everyone.

Except the human born woman standing in front of him. This one, he and his dragon were in agreement about. She was safe. She was theirs.