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Mayhem and protectiveness flashed across the jester’s features, silently warning me that I’d been close to making a grave mistake.
“Never those.”
wiped
swiped?
The ribbon tethered us, so that I wasn’t the only one affected.
My chest burned with desire, teemed with pride, and stung with envy. Others wanted him, but this jester was mine.
Then I felt it—a short, wet lick up the pleat of my body.
My eyes rolled back. I gripped his head harder with one hand and seized the nearest pillow with the other. I sunk my teeth into the down, muffling the broken moans.
The sounds I made became guttural, welling from a place so deep, so buried.
wheezing and incoherent. Never
before. Never until him.
And as I licked my lips to preserve the sweet tang of her body, my soul detonated.
With the luxurious taste of her pussy on my tongue and the memory of her moaning my name, I pounded my waist toward my hand.
Her own name dangled from my tongue, but I kept it in, kept it close, because she was mine. And I was hers. All hers.
If she were a courtier, I could have stayed in her bed. I would have recovered in the valley of her legs, with my head on her navel, our bodies in a position to go another deep round once she recuperated. We would have been naked, coated in sweat, and shouting by that point.
Yet it was more than that. I wanted to make her happy.
She’d griped to me about heirs and heiresses being banned from the Peace Talks.
She wanted to help.
I’ve never felt so …”
I’ve never felt so, either.”
“Princess, I never wanted to kneel before a ruler so badly in my life. My mouth has been parched for you. It’s never been that way with anyone.”
“Leave nothing out.”
Briar blushed, watching in fascination as I tasted what she’d done to herself.
“That doesn’t extend to treating anyone with cruelty,” the princess blurted out. “That’s not our right, nor should it be.”
She knew as Jinny had known, as mothers did.
“When you choose to shackle a topic—enslave, torture, and ridicule it—you’re not confronting it or being diplomatic,” I hissed. “You’re only telling the world you’re not equipped to solve it in any other creative or intelligent way. You’re admitting that you’re the fucking fool.”
Mayhap that’s why we couldn’t find a fucking thing in the archives—because when you cling to past ways and past documents, there’s nothing new to say!” I punctured the word by slamming my palm against the bell. “You want things to change, Briar? Then change them!”
because he wanted to keep pretending for a few hours. Alas. Broken hearts made faults and fools of us all.
Then she would know it belonged to her.
“You can’t let him go like his mother did. You can’t do that!”
Temporarily, because if you do this, he’ll grow up thinking he wasn’t worth fighting for. That could break him. He needs you!”
Coupled with that inflammatory hair, which blazed as if someone had set a match to it, the ensemble made her look like a siren who recently broke from her coven.
a guard
rare shade of slate gray.
dozen residents with locks of notable colors, including Cadence and Vale.
Prince of Winter possessed an even rarer one—a deep, d...
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Tumble
ferret
In the half-light, we took a moment to endure one another.
If something happens to me … If anything happens to you …
Crimson would pool across the floor. Hearts would be ripped from chests. My daggers would maim and nail bodies to the wall for target practice. That was assuming I showed mercy. ...
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capitulation.
Given an invitation, he would gladly pound himself up my ass if I let him.
🫣
a corked skin
?
I tipped the skin and drank,
like a flask then, duh
This land would condemn her for helping me, for believing in something most people didn’t.
If you want what’s mine, you’ll have to kill me first. That is, if I haven’t extracted your heart by then. And if you do take him anyway, my ghost will sever this world in half getting him back. Don’t you know that, sweeting?
Pebble-tosser, indeed.
You were protecting him.”
Why the hell did he have two with him?
“You’ll need someone to divert the masses in case they gain ground. I’m a good rider.”
