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“I cannot help but think you will please me more than what is good for me.”
“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.”
Not only had I kissed a royal faerie of Folkyn. I’d made a deal with the winter king.
“When making a request that means so much to you, leave your heart out of it.” His thumb glossed the edge of my lower lip. “For there are many who will find endless pleasure in robbing you of such rare innocence and wonder.”
“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.”
“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.”

