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“I know exactly who you are because you were born for me. And now…now, I will take what’s mine.”
“I should have known you’d sleep with a weapon under your pillow, you vicious woman.”
“I would give you everything beautiful you’ve been denied, Willa.”
“No wonder Letum is dying. Aren’t kings supposed to be brave?
And here you are, too spineless to even touch your skin to mine and take what you so clearly want. What you’ve wanted since the moment you met me.”
I wish bitterly I could end thinking of the way she feels: sacrilegious, wicked. Fucking divine.
“Don’t worry, Niko,” she says softly, meeting my gaze. Those eyes drive straight into the sludge of my veins, lighting my blood on fire. “I found where my magic was hidden when you broke me open.”
“I told you I could help, you necrotic jackass.”
I’ve never been chosen. Not the way the Carrion King holds onto what is his. With claws and weapons, with fists and blood; with the covetous hold of death. Inescapable and enduring. His obsession. His vicious cruelty. I want it all if it means he’ll never give me up. Not for the sake of the whole fucking world.
“My violence, my possession. You crave it.”
“A king kneels before no one, Willa. Not his enemies, not his subjects.” I release my knees, sliding over her body, as I fall to the ground before her. “But I will get on my knees for you. Every fucking day.”
“Someone will see,” she breathes, even as she presses her palms above her head. I stand behind her, drinking in the reflection of us in the window. “Good,” I tell her, stroking the head of my cock through her hot, wet center. “Let them see your power, Darling. Let them see the way you command the Carrion King, the way you revel in my death.”
“Darling, there is no pain when you’re near. You are adytum in a lifetime of purgatory.”
