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“Don’t be absurd.
I’m not having sex in Magda’s house, and I told you it wasn’t happening again,
anyway. I only agreed to fuel your magic that one time, nothing more.” My smile
died as the words came out, and Knight’s playful manner charged to something
visceral.
The air in the room
thickened, and my heartbeat hammered in my throat. Knight’s lips lifted
seductively as he placed the pad of his thumb against the pulse point on my
neck.
“That’s not what
this says. The thrumming of your heart tells me just the suggestion of having
me inside you excites you. You want me as much as I want you. Lucky for you, I
had no plans of ravaging you tonight. The noises you’ll make when I’m inside
you would terrify poor Magda.”
I took in a
steadying breath through my nose, trying not to broadcast how profoundly
Knight’s words had affected me.
“I don’t think we
need to fear her, but I also don’t think she’s so meek as she would have us
believe. She knew about you, that you had suffered. I have no doubt she knew
plenty about me as well.”
His features
hardened, jaw muscles contracting. “Even more reason to be on our guard. Now,
get ready for bed—the sooner this is over, the sooner I can fuck you properly.”
He spun me around and placed a sharp swat on my rear.
I yipped in surprise
and glowered at him, which only spurred him on. We washed up, and while I
stayed in my clothes, Knight stripped to his underwear. Had he been any other
man, I would have openly gawked without any problem. Considering our unique
situation, I didn’t want to give him any ammunition to use against me. He
already knew he affected me, the last thing I needed was for him to catch me
openly ogling him.
Same as the night
before, as soon as I crawled into bed, Knight yanked me against him. I glared
back at him with as much annoyance as I could muster.
“You know, not
everyone likes to sleep all smashed together.”
“Whatever,” he
murmured into my hair. “You slept so soundly in my arms last night, your
snoring could have woken the dead. It was a miracle we survived at all.”
I elbowed him in the
gut with indignation. “I do not snore, you giant flea bag.”
Knight burst out
laughing and pulled me in even tighter. His soft chuckle close to my ear made
my skin prickle with awareness. I attempted to remain stiff and surly, but
Knight had a way of withering away my resolve. With his thumb lazily stroking
back and forth across my belly, he whispered to me softly.
“Not only do you not
snore, you’re even more beautiful when you sleep. I hadn’t thought it was
possible, but when you are drifting at peace, you look like an angel.”
For so long, I had
accepted my reputation and played my part well. I fed into the rumors, and
people saw me as a heartless bitch, treating me as such.
To some extent, I’d
begun to believe it was true.
He made me remember
the person I used to be. Even more confusing, he made me wonder if I wanted to
be her again. He made me think and feel a lot of things—all of them complex and
terrifying. I wasn’t sure what to do with any of it. I certainly wasn’t ready
to share those feelings—nor the tear that slipped from my eye at his words.
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