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“She is strong,” Finnian growls. “She can be strong and have anxiety. She’s not made of stone.”
“So, am I not allowed to speak to any men while I’m here?” Taunting him is far too inviting. “I’m a man. Talk to me.”
“You don’t need to surprise me with knives, angel. I’ll bleed for you if you ask nicely.”
“Careful, angel. You give a man a taste of salvation, and he might keep coming back for more.” His arms are shaking from restraint. “Is that what I am to you? Your salvation?” I whisper, brushing my lips against his. “If you are to be my damnation, it’s an end I’ll happily meet.”
months. “Do I need to kill someone?” My blood pumps so fiercely I can hardly hear him. “Nobody touched me.” “But did they see you before I had the privilege?”
“I’m greedy for the sight of you and starved for the taste of you.”
“Gods!” I cry out as he reaches between my thighs and rubs me. “The gods aren’t in the bedroom. I am. You scream my name or nothing. No god or man will ever fuck you like I can.” His
“Yes. King Eagor is informing Commander Veles of the change in plans. Do not assume opening your legs for him will ensure his loyalty.” I don’t let the hurt show on my face. “You sound bitter. When you spread yours for Garrick, did it not yield the results you wished?”
