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Resting on his knees, he took my foot, inspecting my ankle. His fingers worked their magic on the sole of my foot, easing tensions I hadn’t known Ihad.
“Do you ever want to start life again?” Iasked.
“I wish for freedom every day.” A rueful edge clung to his words as his thumbs pressed deeper into the pads of myfeet.
I could relate. We were both victims of circumstance. Him, trapped by a spell that had bound him to a lamp and countless masters until he was freed. Me, a product of my environment and the family into which I wasborn.
“Do you believe I am the master who will grant your freedom?” I said, drowning incalm.
“Yes,” he said as he worked his way up to my ankle andheel.
Gods.No pressure, or anything. The poor genies had been used and abused as slaves. I was not going to be the next asshole. Now, I had to live up to my own promise to free them. As long as they helped mybrother…
Curiosity burned inside me, and I couldn’t stop the flood of questions. “What will you do when you are free? Visit the universe? Climb the highest mountain? Explore Haven?” Of course the last question was an intentional fishingexpedition.
He inched over my pants to my calves, relaxing a really tight muscle. “If I am feed I will lose my powers. I guess I will wander and explore theselands.”
My heart broke for him. I could barely breathe over the ache in my chest. The genies’ situation made me wonder what I would do if I were in the same position. I couldn’t imagine what it would be like, stuck in a strange land without all the glorious power I used to possess. But it would give me the chance to start a new life in a different land. If Ali and I got a fortune from the genies, I planned to settle by the sea. Maybe Dahvi and his brothers could tag along if they needed a place to stay. Who was I kidding? I’d love to have them. Taking them in seemed fair in exchange for their gift of wishes to me. Especially if they were unable to create a home of theirown.
Dahvi’s brown eyes, lined with a ring of aqua flecks on the outside, locked on to me. “Unless I meet someone I want to share my lifewith.”
Heat flushed across my face. Did he mean it? Sure, there was an attraction between us, but we hardly knew each other. Maybe he just wanted to get to know me and explore the possibilities.Gods.I admitted I was eager to investigate them, too. But my heart contracted, reminding me of the pain I’d suffered over those I’d loved. My deadbeat dad had left my mother to raise me. Ali’s father never even knew my brother was born. Raising two children alone had been too much for my mother, and she had left us. The one time I opened myself up to love with a man, he had cheated on me, and broke my heart. I didn’t want to get hurtanymore.
I tried to pull my leg free, but Dahvi’s grip was firm, so I stayed where Iwas.
“That’s amazing,” Imoaned.
He pressed his thumbs deeper into my calf. “You’re welcome,” he replied with a smile more delicious thanbaklava.
His gaze skimmed over me as if he memorized every inch ofme.
An immense, warm wave washed over me. I’d never had anyone care for me the way Dahvi did. From his massages, to checking on my ankle, protecting me from the guard, and even to caring for my brother. Then there was the way he tended to Kaza and had a natural connection withAli.
This was the kind of guy…genie…I could fall for if I wasn’tcareful.
“Mmmmm…do you do this to all yourmasters?”
“No.” Dahvi laughed, deep and honeyed, stoking embers burning within me. He dug into the edges around myknee.
“Don’t stop,” I moaned as my tension spilledfree.
“I’mnot.”
The kiss he left on the top of my foot set me alight. His grin promised me heaven, and I drifted toward it withabandon.
“Gods,” I said on asigh.
I bit my lip as Dahvi broke up the knots surrounding my knee, giving me both pleasure and pain, both of which Ienjoyed.
I really needed this. More than anything. I wasn’t lucky enough to get a daily massage from my servants like all the fat cats in Utaara, so this was a rare and blissful gift. One I accepted with open arms and heart. And having a gorgeous genie for my masseuse only added to myenjoyment.
“You carry a lot of tension, Master.” Dahvi’s vigorous fingertips dissolved a nodule on the top of my thigh, and my muscles tensed from thepain.
Hell, yeah, I did. He would, too, if he had the stress I had on myshoulders.
“I’ll get rid of it all for you,” he promised, running his thumbs up and down the outside of my thigh, easing the burn scaling throughme.
Gods. I wasn’t going to say no. Right then, I’d let him do anything to me. Anything! His touch had my center blazing, and I groaned. Need shuddered through me. The apex between my legs grew wetter with desire. I wondered how much better the massage might feel with him touching my bareskin.
