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“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.”
“You take what I give you, how I want to give it to you.”
He was a storm given the form of a Fae king, his energy crackling with every heaved rise and fall of his chest.
