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From within the shadows of his gaze, something ancient looked out at her, something wise and cunning and dangerous. Something that whispered to her and called to her soul.
She’d never questioned the opulence while living here, but after spending so much time in shrines that could barely afford to keep their roofs from leaking, she wondered where the money for all this finery came from.
Fuck the rich
“Izanami and her servants have offered their care and protection,” Ishida told her calmly as the kannushi smiled benevolently. “Izanami herself will ensure your purification and healing. An escort will arrive shortly to ensure your safe transport to Izanami’s shrine.”
Bro wtf men are trash
She glanced at her bed again. Shiro was now sprawled across it, arms tucked behind his head as he watched them. Katsuo followed her gaze and his eyes bulged. “Yokai!” he hissed. “Get off her bed!” Shiro’s crooked smile appeared. “It wouldn’t be the first time the little miko and I have shared her bed.”
it’s too dangerous for you to be alone with that kitsune. The way he looks at you …” She set the chopsticks down, frowning at Katsuo. “How does he look at me?” “Like he wants to devour you.” A blush tinted Katsuo’s cheeks. “I know he was taunting me on purpose, getting me angry just because he could. I saw what he was doing, but I couldn’t stop myself from reacting, not when he kept looking at you like you belonged to him.”
An arm slipped around her waist, pulling her backward into a warm body. “Did you miss me?” Shiro purred in her ear.
This man has me giggling
“Did you forget, Jorogumo?” he asked softly, darkness sliding through his voice. “I am not a mere Lord of Crows. I am the Prince of Shadows, and always do my soldiers await my call.”
His mouth closed over hers and he pushed into her, crushing her against the wall. Every lean, hard plane of his body pressed into her as he kissed her with fierce, undeniable hunger. Heat plunged through her, lighting her on fire. His fingers closed over her chin again, holding her mouth where he wanted it. He slid his other arm around the small of her back and pulled her tight against him. She gasped, her feet barely touching the floor.
!!!!
“You never tire of your twisted games,” the Kunitsukami hissed, “do you, Inari?”
I Fucking knew it
But oh, how she wished he could be with her now, holding her in his arms, wrapping her in his warmth and strength so he could be the last thing she knew before she died.
As he leaned down, his hands tilted her face up, forcing her eyes to meet his. “You can’t die now, Emi. I need you with me.”
His hand on her cheek tightened, and then his mouth was covering hers.
“You are more than a body, Emi. You are more than a vessel for someone else’s will and power.” “But I’m the kamigakari.” She shifted her weight, resisting the urge to look away. “It’s my duty—” “To die? To put my life ahead of your own?” His jaw flexed. “Amaterasu may be willing to let you die for her, but I’m not. Don’t you dare choose my survival over yours again.”
“I don’t know how I’ll feel about anything when my memories return.” His arms tightened around her. “But I know I fear losing you more than anything that might befall me.”
She had given up everything for duty, even her life. But this … this she couldn’t sacrifice, not even to save the world. With his arms around her, his mouth on hers, his warmth and strength surrounding her, she knew she wasn’t strong enough to walk away from him. No matter the consequences.
