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Curves ripe for a man’s touch.
Skin readied to be pink with a firm slap.
A mouth begging to be fucked.
Oh yes, the young woman has blossomed.
The energy around me grows, strengthened by my desperation and incited lust. I search for her while grasping a strip of ribbon in my free hand. Its pale blue has faded, closer to white than the color of the sky. It matters not. This belonged to her, and it’s the only item of hers I possess.
I wade through the different reflective surfaces in the realm beyond, using Alice’s aura as a beacon. It calls to me. As before, finding her is never the problem. This has enabled me to watch over her ever since her disappearance.
There is no glass nearby to be found, but I’m not looking for that this time. She has figured out the workings of the portal, and it’ll do me no good to try and reach her from it.
“There you are,” I whisper. “You cannot hide from me, dearest one.”
She peers down at me, at whatever object is in her hands. No, not being held. She’s wearing it.
I don’t hesitate. Using every bit of magic I possess, I hurl it at her like a rope. It coils around her, squeezing, similar to the way my heart feels when I see her. She gasps at the contact. Her eyes widening excites me, helps me channel more unseen force in her direction.
The feel of her breath and the smoothness of her skin tingles just beneath my grasp. I clench my jaw at her resistance. The struggle continues with her accelerated breathing and my increasing determination.
“Come here,” I grit out. “You’re not getting away from me, even if I have to follow you into your world.”
The moment my fingertips brush against her wrist, elation floods me. So close now. Her scream is nothing more than a gurgle in her throat the second I wrap my hand around her neck.
“I’ve got you now.”
Pain, the likes of which I’ve never experienced, assaults me. As though my blood has been ignited with flame, I burn from the inside out.
My grip on her loosens. If I hadn’t endured torture from the Red Queen, this would wreck me.
Currents of suffering continue to flood my body. I transfer the ribbon, my connection to Alice, to my mouth and utilize both hands to grip her securely. They tremble with the effort it takes to battle the pain and still hold onto her.
With a roar and a burst of strength, I yank her to me.
Her body collides with mine. We fall onto the floor in a heap, with her stretched across my chest and me still gripping her arm. My other hand, now dislodged from her throat, rises to encircle her waist.
Her form is motionless while mine quakes. The intensity of the transfer, the magic expended, and the fight she gave all hit me at once. At least the pain from her touch has subsided.
“Alice?” Even my voice trembles. Or is that due to whom I’m addressing? “Are you all right?”
A soft moan sweeps past my ears and heads straight to my cock. The woman on top of me has yet to move or even speak, and I’m eager to fuck her. It’s fortunate for her that I am incapacitated, or I might try.
Foolish thoughts for a foolish man, for I can’t indulge.
“Alice?”
The woman lifts her head. Our gazes collide in a clash of silver and cerulean. She blinks at me several times, and I wait. For what, I’m not sure. Recognition? Relief? Joy?
I watch, drinking her in while I lie there. I’m not a person who is considered calm, and I certainly never stay still for long. However, a foreign and unexpected serenity washes over me.
Her presence dulls my compulsive need to check the time and my worry about being late to my duties as the queen’s messenger. How is this possible? Perhaps it’s not because of Alice but due to my near-death experience. I can’t discern which.
“Who are you?” Her words float over me like a cloud, compounding my confusion at her effect on me. “Where am I?”
“Darius, at your service, my lady. You are in Wonderland, of course.”
“Wonderland,” she repeats.
