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“You are the most exquisite treasure I’ve ever laid eyes on,” he whispered against my mouth. He bit my lip—hard enough that I flinched. I gasped when he sucked it clean of blood and dragged his mouth over my cheek to vow to my ear, “And I’m going to do such filthy, dishonorable things to you.”
“Sweetest creature...” His lips curved, and he closed the space between us to whisper against my mouth. “No one’s intentions for you are more wicked than my own.”
“I dreamed of you,” he murmured as if unwillingly. “It has been a long time since I’ve dreamed of anything.”
“Your thighs shake already, butterfly.” A gentle dip inside me with the tip of his finger. “And you’re so fucking excited.”
“When I break you, it will be with my cock, and certainly not in a rotting pleasure house.”
“I will give you everything,” he said, low and coarse directly above me. “And I will take everything in return. That includes every drop of pleasure I draw from your body.”
His nostrils flared, and his eyes darkened. He lowered his mouth to mine and rasped, “You are the sweetest fucking nectar I’ve ever tasted.” Our lips grazed with each word. “Kiss me.”
“You will wish for nothing, butterfly. You will have every comfort you need, including the protection of my court in your precious search for this home you desire. Just be mindful that should you find whatever that might be...” Flurries emerged, his words a cold and overt warning. “You will belong only to me.”
No one had any right to look like him. As though the night sky and all of its stars lived within his eyes and the dark hair that fell in soft waves over his shoulders. As though Mythayla, goddess of the skies that watched over all, had crafted his bone structure from the marble statues created to replicate and honor her.
Ice could hang from the wooden ceiling. For when his hands cupped my hips, my entire body flooded with heat. He leaned close to rumble against my mouth, “Never thought I’d envy a town.” The whisper of his lips expelled a fractured breath from me. “Nor the fucking snow.” “And why would you?” I asked, lost to his harsh grip on my hips and how it contrasted with the barely-there gentleness of his kiss. “The wonder in your eyes.”
“I’m going to fill you with so much seed, no male will even breathe too close to you when you eventually leave these rooms.”
“My people believe it is an honor to see a female through the heat, and sweetest creature...” He licked the arch of my ear. “I’ve never felt so fucking honored in my entire life.”
