The Unseelie Throne (Maze of Shadows #3)

by Kathryn Ann Kingsley

“I want to lay you down in a field of grass and flowers,” he murmured, his words only for her. “I want to kiss every inch of your naked body and make good on my threat to count every single freckle you own.” He tightened his grasp on her thigh, just a little. “I want to bring you pleasure like you have never known. I will make you feel as though you are amongst the stars. You will feel such bliss, Abigail…that is all I want from you.”

away. “I find your sadness hurts me as if it were my own. Your death…I thought a piece of me died with you that day, and I would never get it back.”

I love her. By the stars, I love her. And I am terrified of what that means.

You give me those large, sad, doe eyes…and I will give you anything you ask for.” He tutted. “How evil. How perfectly manipulative of you.”

none. “As long as I do not need to travel by the roots of your trees. I think they—” She made a face. “I think they…enjoy it too much.” He laughed and, grabbing her, rolled her to her back. She squeaked in surprise and found herself looking up at him. He smiled. “Of course they do. They are my trees, after all.” He leaned down and kissed her jawline. “And everything of mine…” He kissed her throat. “Enjoys touching you…” And then her collarbone. “Very much.”

He could kiss her until the stars blinked away and died. He could drown himself in her, drink his fill of her, and still be needy for more.

I will protect you. I will love you. I will set the sky aflame for you. But I cannot change who I am. I cannot change what I was made to be. Not even for you. And my heart will shatter to pieces for it.

“You will be my queen, or I shall be dead. You must decide which it is you want. For I cannot—I shall not—live without you, Abigail.” He tightened an arm around her. “And I am quite pleased to say you shall have no say in the matter, dear witch.”

“Did you think I would ever let you go? The woman I loved died once before my eyes. I was not about to let it happen twice.”

“Never shall I lie to you, my princess. My queen. My wife. Never. For while you play idle with your words…if you but once gazed upon me with betrayal in your eyes, I would not know how to live with myself.” He grinned. “That is a depth too low, even for me. No, my darling, sweet little Seelie witch. You have my loyalty, and my honesty, until the stars burn to dust.”