Kindle Notes & Highlights
“What is it you like?” “The shadows.” For the past two days they’d been curled through her hair, searching the coarse furs, eager to lie against her skin. I choked back the words. They like you, too.
Or I fuck you so well and hard that you and your naive soul are satisfied enough that the gods release the charm. Which I can,” he added softly, looking down at my lips as a heat coursed through me. “If you so choose it.”
We woke up two nights ago tangled in each other’s limbs. My shadows were slow, lying against her, and it took more control than I’d ever admit to keep them from tracing her skin every waking moment.
