Phantasma (Wicked Games, #1)
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“Call her a name one more time,” he threatened, his tone bored but his eyes alight with mischief. “I dare you.”
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Cade gawked at the sight of Blackwell’s tall frame, but his expression quickly soured as he spat, “Incredible, even Demons have whores⁠—” Blackwell grabbed Cade’s wrist and twisted his arm until he screeched in agony. “Incredible,” Blackwell echoed. “The audacity of men worth less than dirt.”
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“This is real,” he promised. “I’m real. I’m sorry the illusion used my likeness to trick you. I need you to know if you were to ever let me touch you, in any way, the moment you wanted to stop—I would. No hesitation.”
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he didn’t need to breathe. She buried her face into the crook of his throat. “You came.” “You called,” he answered.
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“Are you sure you want me to tell you?” He shifted until their lips were practically touching. “Or would you like me to show you instead?”
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“Show me,” she implored.
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“Do you fuck all your friends like you’ve fucked me?
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“Mortals are pitiful romantics,” he countered. “Falling in love no matter the cost.”
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“I didn’t fall in love,” she gritted out, a fire beginning to ignite in her belly. “I wish everyone would stop assuming things they know nothing about.”
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“Enough to know you’re lying to yourself about your feelings as some sort of last ditch resort to spare yourself from the inevitable pain to come.” “I’m not,” she insisted, but even she could hear the shaky conviction in her voice. “It’s been seven days,”—
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“Except when he’s making you scream his name, right?”
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Yes, she thought, her teeth grinding together. Except when he’s making grand speeches about every little thing he admires about me, or making the voice in my head shut up, or giving me the sort of unearthly pleasure that makes me see stars.
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“In all the darkness, in all the loneliness, you have been my one source of light,” he lamented as she began to come undone. “My soul will go to its grave with your name echoing in my mind.”
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“Of course,” she said. “You don’t get it. I⁠—” “No.” He lunged forward,
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“What you’ve been searching for is… me.