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“I feel something for you already,” August said. “And this isn’t a trick.”
Slowly, and very deliberately, he began to thrust into her.
Slowly, and very deliberately, he let his full weight rest on her until she could think of nothing and no one but him.
“Remember what I said about the Fates?” he asked. A kiss on her lips. A kiss on her cheek. A kiss on her neck. “About the threads of our destinies being tangled together?”
“You really believe that?” Her voice was breathless. His thrusts were so incredibly deep and slow she couldn’t help but move with him.
“We’re tangled together right now. Can’t you feel it?”
She nodded, too turned on to speak. He released her right hand and brushed her hair off her cheek and then cradled the back of her head. August pushed his knees in until they were at her hips. He’d tangled them together in a tight, tense knot of arms and legs and a hundred deep kisses.
“How’s this for a Gordian knot?” he said into her ear as he thrust into her again. Lia arched under him.
He kissed her mouth, deeper even than before. Their tongues touched and mingled as August moved in her with long slow strokes of his cock.
“We can stop if you want to,” he said. “Do you?”
She shook her head. “No.”
August smiled down at her, caressed her cheek with the back of his knuckles.
“I don’t know what he did to you,” he said, “but I’m going to enjoy undoing it.”
“You can’t change the past.”
“No, but I can give you a very good present.” He thrust into her again.
She laughed, a real laugh, deep and throaty and sensual. She sounded like a woman who was enjoying herself. He laughed with her, dropping dozens of tender kisses on her neck and along her collarbone. All right...so maybe he did want her. She relaxed underneath him and spread her thighs a little wider.
“Shall we play?” he asked. “I think the wine’s breathed enough.”
“What do I do?”
“Tell me your sexual fantasy you want to explore tonight.”
Lia tensed again. Two steps forward, one step back.
“You first,” she said.
“I’m a wicked king,” he said immediately.
“Oh my God.” How many of these insane sexual fantasies did he have?
“And a very powerful king at that,” he continued. “And there’s another lesser king who has to send tribute to me. But this poor king has no gold or silver or diamonds to send me. All he has that I might desire is...”
“His daughter?”
“Hisonlydaughter,” August said. “She’s sent to me to be my concubine.”
“It’s never a secretary, is it? Or a juggler? The tribute always has to be a concubine.”
“And when she arrives at my palace, because I am so very wicked, I make her strip naked and show herself to me in front of the entire court.”
“You’re an absolute bastard. Worst king since Nero.”
“Nero was an emperor, not a king,” he said. “But don’t worry, she gets her revenge. When I make love to her the first night...she tries to stab me with a dagger she’s hidden under the pillow.”
