In the Veins of the Drowning (The Siren Mage, #1)

by Kalie Cassidy

but I tried to let this truth soothe me: Nothing good had ever come from me taking what I wanted.

“I would have worshipped you,” he said, husky and slow. “Laid you out over my bed like a goddess on her altar and gotten on my knees before you. And when we were done, after a very long time…” He brought me tighter to his chest, and I all but melted into him. My nose brushed his chin. “… I’d thank you for tearing me to ribbons with those pretty talons of yours.”