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“Unfair.” I eyed her. “Why?”
“I wish I could read his thoughts too.”
“Oh.” I shrugged. “You can. A first queen has the power to read her king’s thoughts if she wants.”
“I can?”
“It would be a simple task.”
“How? I want to do this.”
I tensed. “But, Camille. . .a new king’s thoughts. . .”
“What?”
“His thoughts about you and even his visions of you. . .they may scare and give you nightmares.
She blinked. “What do you mean?”
“We are primal, dangerous creatures. It may be better to not read his mind.”
“Ian, why would his thoughts and visions scare me?”
“Kings are extremely obsessive of their first queens.”
She grinned. “I already know that.”
“Yes, but with the bond, you will see things. . .moments in his mind that. . .could terrify you.”
“What things?”
“You chained up naked to his bed, pregnant and breastfeeding him or. . .worse. . .”
She widened her eyes. “What would be worse than that?”
“A vision of your chest split wide open and him drinking from your heart.”
She gasped. “What?”
“It is just a king’s thoughts on his queen, Camille. Nothing more. Fantasies that make his cock hard, but ones that he would never play out.”
“Maybe. . .you’re right.”
“I am.”
Putting her gaze back on the window, she looked unsure of how to proceed. “But, maybe. . .”
I studied her. “What would you do, if you saw something horrific about you in Xander’s mind?”
Her bottom lip quivered.
“You would be scared, but could you leave?”
“No.”
“Not at all.” I shrugged again. “It would be better to leave that part of the bond alone for now.”
“Maybe, you’re right.” She sighed.
I chuckled. “I am always right.”
She rolled her eyes and gazed back at me. “And what if I read your thoughts when we re-establish our bond? Should I have those same fears too? Or would you be better with keeping your visions calm?”
What?
My cocks jerked in my pants. “You want to reform the connection?”
“Yes.”
I shivered with need and my view went to the curve of her neck. I could already see where Xander had bit her. The two tiny wounds glittered under my gaze.
It would be so easy to turn her head to the side and sink my fangs onto the other side of her neck.
Last night, I had already tasted her blood within the rapture of passion, and dear Ambi I wanted more. Being inside her stoked the fire instead of put it out.
An inferno of desire for Camille moved within me, bigger than the bonfire that had consumed the evil in Phinova’s dead corpse.
I yearned to be inside her again.
Camille was everything that was good—that harmonious tune one hears on the first evening of spring, aged blood wine in a crystal glass spilling onto my tongue, the fragrance of flowers right as they bloomed, and wet flesh enclosed around my cocks.
I yearned for more.
I longed to push my face against the vein and suck it dry.
I needed to drown myself in its warm ocean of red.
No.
I blinked my eyes several times.
She tilted her head to the side. “Ian?”
I cleared my throat. “We should not re-establish the bond. At least not now.”
“Why not?”
“I want you so bad, yet. . .I have been behaving myself. I have been able to taste from you and still step back to let your connection with Xander strengthen. Let us not stir things up.”
She parted her lips. “I think the bonds with my kings will keep us more powerful.”
I smirked, loving how she included me as hers.
Camille continued, “What if during the war I have to tell you something in your mind?”
“Camille. . .” I gazed at my queen, knowing I may have loved Xander and her even more than my brother and Phinova.
Because with Phinova, I would do all that she wanted without thinking of the consequences for her and me. Many times, she wanted to fuck away from Nai. And I did her bidding, knowing that if my brother ever found out, there would be a huge price to pay.
I never cared about his feelings or what could result.
It was all about my body’s needs.
Had he not discovered our deception. . .I may not have been in the sewers when the Greedy King came to kill Phinova.
She would have been alive.
And the Quiet King would only be Nai. He would have never become a monster.
No. I am older, wiser, and. . .
I gazed at Camille, slowly getting lost in the beauty of her.
With Camille and Xander. . .I will be clear-minded.
I would do the right thing as much as possible.
In the end, she was Xander’s queen. For him to be so young and new in his powers, yet still share her with me. . .it spoke of great restraint.
I stepped back. “We will not do the connection for now.”
“Are you sure?”
“I am.” I swallowed.
She ran her fingers through that red hair. “Perhaps, you are right.”
