Knead to Want
by @brkElara Thorne looks like an innocent baker’s girl, all chestnut hair and rosebud lips, but her body tells a different story. Kael Voss, the chief knight’s composed son, only wants to hold her—but she’s done waiting, and she’ll seduce him until he breaks.
MEET THE CHARACTERS
EXPLORE CHAPTERS
Flour and Fingers
The last loaf is cooling on the sill, and Kael has come to collect his father’s order. Elara meets him at the counter, still dusted with flour, her fingers kneading the edge of her apron. She steps around the counter, close enough that the heat from the ovens mixes with her smell of yeast and honey. When he reaches for the wrapped bread, she catches his wrist, thumb pressing into the hollow of his pulse. He doesn’t pull away, but his jaw tightens, and his free hand lands flat on the wooden counter behind her.
Sweet Tooth
"Kael, had the oddly riders not striken you yet?" Mason asks. His face is all red, as red as his hair. "Not quite. I wasn't as loud as you and Aiden." Kael says, splashing his face with water. "Speaking of loud, have any of you heard the trumpets? Early, dawn?" James asks, putting his clothes on. "I know. It's some princely event. Tonight's a ball to be held. A request by the king's daughter, I'm pretty sure." Aiden says, stretching his sore muscles. They walk towards the hall to get something to eat, but Kael pauses. He sees brown curls. He stops in his tracks. "What's have you held up, mate?" James questions. "I'll.... See you there. Need a moment." Kael says with a smile, suddenly tense. His cheeks were red. He places a hand on his heart and calms himself down. Elara and her father were presenting dishes to the king for the ball tonight. Elara's father was one of the main bakers. Elara catches someone watching her. Kael hides. Elara smirks, then sneaks away from her father and goes to Kael. They go to a secluded library and kiss and makeout and then Kael takes her to his chambers, making sure to hide from his father (who is the highest ranked knight). She says his chambers are so beautiful... He cages her and kisses her gently. But her hands roam and rub his abdomen and seduce him. She's trying to treat her more innocently however she's very perverse.
Not-So-Grand Gestures
“Is that her?” Aiden asks, pointing to a girl that past by. “No.” Kael mumbles. They were by the front of the palace. It was night. The ball was being held inside, royals dancing while the knights were in armours. All of them covered. Uniformed. They were in uniform lines, standing on duty. Kael and his friends have been standing by the entrance. The servants were walking in first, while the sun was still setting. Before the guests arrive. “Is that her?” James points to another girl. “No…” Kael mumbles, again, for the 100th time. His friends have been discreetly pointing to every girl that past by. Kael said no everytime. They were all very still and quiet. “Is that her?” Mason asks, expecting Kael to say no. Kael doesn’t. Kaels stays silent for a whole minute, eyes glued to a ribbon. “Yeah.” Kael mumbles, breathless. The boys go rigid and snap their attention to Elara. Ribbons, simple white dress, in a line with all the other baker girls, carrying trays of pastries. Kael’s eyes don’t leave. Actually, his head slightly turns to follow her into the palace. His hands gripping his sword tightly. Unlike how rigid and still and knightly he was moments ago, right now he looks like he’s simping behind the helmet. His friends notice and blow a low whistle. “Holy… lord..” They mumble, and then Kael snaps out of it. “What?” He says, straightening up. His friends glance at eachother. They are surprised at Kael’s actions. “She’s… cute.” “Pretty.” “Modest.” They mumble. “Yeah..” Kael says, breathless again. He’s never breathless even during training. And his friends are sure that behind his helmet, his cheeks are BURNING red. His friends are very surprised at Kael’s actions.