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backs. Our arms stretched toward each other. When our fingertips touched, I heard words in my mind: Beautiful. Beautiful. That time, I wasn’t scared of the voices because they described what I saw before me.
“Because I wanted to kiss you, and I’m not supposed to. And you make it hard for me to stay in control of myself. You destroy my self-control, Nia.” His eyes flick down to my lips.
There it is. The blow I’ve been waiting for all along. The heartbreak I knew he’d deliver.
DId he make her mad to make her focus
“How can you tell that the woman had a breakup?” “Because I know how heartbreak looks,” he says darkly.
“I remember you saying you liked lavender cake, and I saw some in the bakery.”
“Because you said you liked it. You told me you ordered the lavender cake, but you got blackberry.”
“Getting to know you, I learned we don’t all use magic the same way.
Ong he did
Heat from his body warms my skin, and his gaze lowers to stare at my lips. “I’m going to need to kiss you.” “For realism,” I whisper. He brushes his thumb over my lower lip. “For the mission.” “For England.”
Oh, gods, Nia. I want to explore every inch of your perfect body.
You’re what I’ve been missing all these years. His thoughts echo in my mind.
“I hear your thoughts,” I whisper. A quiet chuckle. “Stop listening. They’re about to become wildly inappropriate.” I want to hear you moan my name.
His hand slides into one corner of my underwear. Now his thumb is brushing slowly up and down over my hip bone. With his free hand, he pulls the hair back from my neck. “This is a terrible idea,” he repeats. Because if I can’t strip you naked and fuck you hard, I will lose my mind.
I’m desperate for you. Desperate the way a starving man craves fruit. I’ve dreamt of this for years, and I want to taste every inch of your skin.
And after I took you to the lake, I couldn’t stop thinking about how you looked with your dress clinging. The droplets of lake water on your eyelashes. You looked like you were born from that lake.
As he touches me, his thoughts echo in my mind. I’ve wanted this for so long, and right now, I literally don’t give a fuck about anything but you.
Have you thought of me before while you pleasured yourself? “Often,” I say out loud. I want to hear you moan.
My desire for you will burn me alive.
I want you to stay close to me the whole time, do you understand? I can’t have anything happen to you.”
“Raphael, I swear, it’s me they want—” “I know that.” I stare at him, stunned. “Of course I know that. A single person who can stop Auberon? Of course it’s you. My Lady of the Lake.”
When I look back, Raphael is watching me, his blade still on Vidal’s throat. Maertisa waits patiently a few steps away, her red cloak fluttering in the wind.
Mordred flashes me a dark smile. “Oh, I know. And you are going to help me do it, Nia.” Mordred stares at the sky, looking lost in thought. “I see things in dreams, and sometimes, I dream of you. There’s a silver-eyed man you want to rescue from Auberon.” His sharp gaze lands on me. “And I’m the only one who can help you, my daughter.”
