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Every monster within a fifty-foot radius either wanted to eat me or fuck me. Perfect, just fucking perfect.
Not to be dramatic, but a girl could literally die trying to fit a monster tongue like that. But fuck—what a way to go.
“Choose a prize, darling.” Alistair’s voice was practically a purr in my ear. I agonized over it for a moment before realizing I couldn’t choose. I turned to him. “What if I want all four?” The devil’s lips pursed in thought. He knew I wasn’t talking about the dolls. “Then I’d say you’re a foolish little slut.”
Ugh. If I was going to do this, I really needed to ignore the fact that I was about to booty call Satan.
“I don’t hate you, little pup. You annoy me because you’re a total brat. But that doesn’t mean I wouldn’t bring you the heads of your enemies should you provide me a list of your greatest foes. Doesn’t mean I won’t protect you with my life.”
“No. It’s something I only do when I’m feeling protective over a mate.” “But I’m not your mate.” “No, but you should be.”
“Do you care about me?” I already knew the answer to the question. I needed to hear it from him anyway. “I more than care about you. I’d commit murder for you.”
