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But we do need to talk about something. “I could have thrown you in the river, Nyssa. You have to promise not to defy my orders again. My rage can sometimes be uncontrollable.”
She frowns. “Would you have really?”
“I almost did.” Fuck if there weren’t a few seconds there when I was almost blind with the fury over her getting herself into that predicament. “I’m volatile. All Dark Fae are, and sometimes extreme emotion outweighs common sense. Don’t put me in that position again.”
“I’ll try,” she says quietly, gaze sliding away.
“I’m serious, Nyssa. Don’t let me be the cause of your demise. Promise me.”
Her eyes snap back to me and she glares. “I can’t promise something that I don’t give two shits about. I don’t give a fuck if you throw me in the river.”
I’m shocked, but I keep my expression neutral. “You don’t mean that.”
She pushes at my chest, but I don’t budge. “Get off me.”
Christ, I hate the pleading tone in her voice, especially since I’m still buried deep inside her and could fuck her again right now if she wanted me to.
Reluctantly, I roll to the side. She slips off the bed away from me and strides into the bathing area. I watch as she turns on the water and then with angry, jerky movements, she ties her hair on top of her head with a piece of leather.
“Nyssa.” She refuses to look at me. I bend distance to her, and she jumps when my hands go to her shoulders to turn her my way. Her body tenses. “You cannot want to go into the Crimson River. It’s eternal torment.”
“Then don’t throw me in,” she snaps.
“Don’t piss me off,” I retort.
“Then don’t—”
I kiss her, guaranteed to shut her up. I’m greatly satisfied that when I pull back, she looks like I’d just knocked her over the head with a brick. “I’m trying to keep you safe, Nyssa. This is your life now. I need you to adjust so you stay safe.”
Her gaze drops briefly before lifting right back up with a sigh. “I know. And I’m sorry. I won’t stray where I’m not supposed to.”
Relief makes my legs feel like jelly. I hadn’t realized how important it was for her to say that just now. I don’t think I’d harm her, but I don’t want to put it to the test again.
Another kiss, softer this time, my hand pressed to her cheek. “Let’s take a bath.”
Her eyes move to the arches of my wings. “Can you get in the bath with those things?”
Chuckling, I pick her up and move to the edge, stepping into the water with her. “I’ll show you.”
CHAPTER 12
Nyssa
Pins and needleszing through my right arm tucked under my head, drawing me from slumber. But those little pricks of pain are forgotten as soon as I note I’m being held by the king of the Underworld. He’s at my back, spooned around me, his arm wrapped tight around my waist. It takes a moment to figure out where the gentle warmth is from—and then I realize the softness is from his feathers.
He extended his left wing forward to cover me.
A rush of emotion hits. Panic, accompanied by a sense of claustrophobia, as if I’m trapped, only to have it give way to tenderness that he’d be so thoughtful. I’ve never been held like this before.
Never been held… at all.
I’m exhausted this morning. After our bath last night, Amell brought me back to the bed and fucked me again.
And again.
And again.
As tired as I am, I’m exhilarated because I’ve woken up changed. Amell made my body do things I had no clue it was capable of. If he wasn’t actively screwing me throughout the night, he was touching, licking, biting, and sucking every part of me. I had so many orgasms, I thought I might die of the sheer bliss.
