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In my head, I’m a slut. But in reality, I just read a lot of spicy books.
“Shit,” the strange man curses behind me. “Ashwater! Get down here, your damsel is in fucking distress.”
Would you rather that your one night stand kidnapped you and took you to a castle full of monsters, or that you’re really hallucinating in a mental hospital amidst a divorce-induced psychotic break?
“Unfortunately, no. I wish. Human clothing is so interesting, I’d just die to be a part of your world.”
“I told you, I’m not going to let anything happen to you. As long as I’m breathing, no one will touch you.”
“You were busy,” I say. “I’m not going to wait around for any man. My time and attention belong to people who are thinking about no one but me.”
Without warning, his hand shoots out and lands on the wall behind my head, boxing me in. He leans down so his mouth is mere inches from mine and bares his teeth. “Then I should get every single minute of your fucking attention.”
She said something the other day about only caring for men who think about no one but her. I don’t think she knows what she’s asking for.
can’t touch her, but I want to. I need to stay in control of myself, but I can’t.
“Good. If you knew half the things I’ve thought about doing to any male who looks at you, you should be afraid. As long as I’m breathing, no one will fucking touch you, because I’ll kill them and fuck you in their blood.”
“You’re fucking mine, Alix, and no one but me will ever touch you again.”
I won’t hunt him down, but if he or anyone else ever touches you again I won’t just kill them, I’ll burn down the fucking kingdom.”
“I hope you do kill me. I can’t think of a better way to go.”
I hate Throne for not trying harder to save his kingdom, but I’m here willing to let them all burn if it means I can have you for just a minute longer. I’d bargain with every life in Vernallis to keep you.”
“Tu es tellement belle que je ne peux pas me contrôler en ta présence.”
“Je suis amoureux de toi, mais tu vas être ma mort.” “What does that mean?” “It means you’re a beautiful demon sent here to torture me.”
“Tu te sens tellement bien Pêches. Je ne désirerai jamais personne d’autre que toi.”
“Je pense que tu es mon soul-bond,” he says, breaking our kiss. My entire body is loose and lazy, but at those words, my eyes widen and I pull back from him again.
“You’re mine, Alix. Forever. I’ll never think about anyone else, never want anyone else. I’ll follow you anywhere for the rest of my fucking life.”
