Fantasy of Freedom (The Tainted Accords, #4)

by Kelly St. Clare

A thought strikes me. “The other two times.” He stops and throws me a puzzled glance. “The other two times you’ve seen me naked. When were they?” A smirk crosses his face as he grabs my hand. “You know that argument we had about Blaine? How I left the baths, and you stayed?” I gasp. “You came back and watched?” “It wasn’t to spy on you . . . at first. It was to make sure you got back to the castle all right.” “I can’t believe you!” I whack him on the shoulder. He shrugs. “There’s something wrong with me. You’ll have to show me the error of my ways.” I squeal as he grips my bottom. “And the sixth time?” Jovan throws me a haughty glance. “Just now.” His words stop me in my tracks. “You. . . .” He arches an eyebrow. “You counted the sixth time before you’d seen me naked?” Jovan leans in and pulls at my lower lip with his teeth. I moan and he lets go. “Was I wrong?” An outraged snort leaves me. “You give overconfidence a new meaning.” He pushes me ahead of him, maintaining a grip on my hips at all times. “You were taking advantage of me,” he reasons. “It only seems fair that I take advantage of you in return.”