Kindle Notes & Highlights
“If you touch Lord Pippin again—with affection—I’ll kill him right there. And no one will ever say a word.”
“I believe the only moment you two halfway awakened was when Lord Belshazzar kissed your forehead and then mumbled something under his breath about you not sleeping on your side of the bed. He went back to snoring—after you snuggled even closer to him.”
The Overlord didn’t want to lose what we had together.
His blue eyes fell, casting his expression in a rare moment of uncertainty. On the barest breath, he breathed, “I don’t like it.”
My entire body melted against his, just like that. I wrapped my arms around his neck and cuddled closer to him, practically purring when he pulled the blanket up higher over my body to cover my shoulders too.
Lord Belshazzar showed me how sorry he was, even if he didn’t speak the words, as he made gentle and powerful love to my mouth.
He embraced me like I was precious to him. He kissed me like it was the last kiss he’d ever have. He protected me in his arms like I was his world.
The Overlord possessed me at that moment. I was his. He was mine.
His warm palm gripped my thigh in a pleasant show of possessiveness. “Good night, Gwen.” “Night, Bel.” I grinned.
