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He lifted her hand, pressed it against his neck, and curled her fingers around it in a loose chokehold. “That’s the kind of hold you have on me, Emory Ainsleif.” His breath caressed her face. Beneath her thumb, his pulse was as quick as her
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“You are mine.” The words were not possession, but a promise. “For as long as you’ll have me, you are mine, Signa Farrow. I will burn this world to cinders before I let anyone take you from me.”
― Foxglove
― Foxglove
“Whom have you fallen in love with?' I ask.
'Well, there was you,' the prince says. 'When we were children.'
'Me?' I ask incredulously.
'You didn't know?' He appears to be merry in the face of my astonishment. 'Oh yes. Though you were a year my senior, and it was hopeless, I absolutely mooned over you. When you were gone from Court, I refused any food but tea and toast for a month.'
I cannot help snorting at the sheer absurdity of his statement.
He puts a hand to my heart. 'Ah, and now you laugh. It is my curse to adore cruel women.”
― The Stolen Heir
'Well, there was you,' the prince says. 'When we were children.'
'Me?' I ask incredulously.
'You didn't know?' He appears to be merry in the face of my astonishment. 'Oh yes. Though you were a year my senior, and it was hopeless, I absolutely mooned over you. When you were gone from Court, I refused any food but tea and toast for a month.'
I cannot help snorting at the sheer absurdity of his statement.
He puts a hand to my heart. 'Ah, and now you laugh. It is my curse to adore cruel women.”
― The Stolen Heir
“Do you want-?' he starts, but she is already pushing up her dress.
'I want,' she says. 'That's my problem. I want and I want and I want.'
'What do you want?' he asks, voice soft.
'Everything. Charm me. Rip me open. Ruin me. Go too far.'
He shudders at her words, shaking his head against them.
She goes on, whispering against his skin. 'You cannot understand. I am a chasm that will never be full. I am hunger. I am need. I cannot be sated. IF you try, I will swallow you up. I will take all of you and want more. I will use you. I will drain you until you are nothing more than a husk.'
'Use me, then,' he whispers, mouth on her throat.
Then her lips are against his, and there is no more talking for a long time.”
― The Prisoner’s Throne
'I want,' she says. 'That's my problem. I want and I want and I want.'
'What do you want?' he asks, voice soft.
'Everything. Charm me. Rip me open. Ruin me. Go too far.'
He shudders at her words, shaking his head against them.
She goes on, whispering against his skin. 'You cannot understand. I am a chasm that will never be full. I am hunger. I am need. I cannot be sated. IF you try, I will swallow you up. I will take all of you and want more. I will use you. I will drain you until you are nothing more than a husk.'
'Use me, then,' he whispers, mouth on her throat.
Then her lips are against his, and there is no more talking for a long time.”
― The Prisoner’s Throne
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