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Yeah, Rys. That’s kind of how it works.
I don’t say that, though I think it. He didn’t say no. He’s not completely opposed to the idea.
I can work with this.
Taking a deep breath, letting Rys’s shirt fall off my shoulders so that my bare skin is visible to him, I say huskily, “What if I said that was okay?”
“I’d say that you have no idea what you’re talking about. But I also won’t stop you.” Then, under his breath, he mutters, “I’m not that strong.”
I’ve got him.
Yes.
His eyes dart away. When they return, the golden color is closer to molten lava. His gaze roams over my face before dipping low. His jaw tightens, an angry flash flickering in the fire’s shadows. He extends his free hand, his fingers ghosting over the side of my arm.
“They cut you. I should kill them for that.”
Talking about murder shouldn’t be as sexy as he makes it sound. Rys’s voice dropped, a gruff edge roughing it up as he focuses on the slices and dried blood that cover my bare arms.
I… actually forgot about that. I kind of hurt everywhere; those were the least of my worries. As Rys glares at the marks, though, I decide not to tell him about the others. I don’t know if he can handle it.
And I’m not really sure why he cares.
“Diamaint gloves,” I say by way of explanation. “They didn’t want to touch me.” I hesitate, then remember why I’m doing this. “I didn’t want them to.”
“But you’re begging for my touch.”
I guess I am, aren’t I?
Don’t care.
“Yes.”
He drops his hand onto my arm. In a flash, from that one simple touch, I understand just why Veron and Dusk were itching to put their paws on me.
It. Feels. Amazing.
Pleasure courses through me. It’s the only way I can explain it. Everything in me tightens, like I’m on the verge of a monster orgasm. If he so much as stroked me, I swear I’d go off like a rocket.
My knees shake. This is from one touch? On my arm?
Holy shit.
“Leannán? Are you alright?”
“Yeah?” Oops. My voice is shaky, too. I gulp and try again. “I’m okay. It doesn’t hurt now that you’re touching me.”
His thumb brushes against the top of my shoulder. “Then I should touch you some more.” He lifts his hand away from my skin. “Do you give me permission? Do you want more?”
Desperately.
“Come here. I’ll… what did you say? Allow you to cuddle up to me and share my warmth. So long as we’re stuck in the shadows, you can depend on me.”
He says while we’re stuck in the shadows. I just have to convince him to want to continue watching my back even after they let us out.
If they let us out.
Before I can move toward him, Rys ducks down. Using his free hand, he digs a small pit into the dirt floor, then settles his faerie fire in t
