Despite choking on blood, Vesryn laughed. “That slap,” he gurgled through a chortle. Desire pounced on her through the bond. Serenna gasped. Her power guttered, Vesryn’s passion flitting up her spine. She jumped when he anchored a hand to the swell of her hip. He clutched her like a maniac sailing in a squall, taunting the furious tides to tear him away. The prince cackled. Hysterically. He then lowered his voice and commanded, “Slap me again.” Serenna scowled, her fingers itching to do just that. “I’ll slap some sense into you.” Vesryn giggled. “Are you threatening me with a fun time?” He
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