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I take his hand and pull him closer, wrapping his arms around my waist.
“Of course, you can.”
The plan is back on track as we begin to dance. Unexpectedly, Denve twirls me around in a blur and whisks me back into his grip, ever so slightly pressing me into his chest.
Through the fabric of his clothing, I can feel the tensing of his muscles and the beating of his heart, seemingly quickening as I smile at him. My own heart does the same as I momentarily forget the purpose of my mission.
We spend a while dancing, breaking away from the floor every few minutes to chat over a drink. Each time we resume swaying, his hands grip me tighter and slide down to my ass. I do nothing to stop it, feeling the bulge of his hardening cock with my leg.
Denve doesn’t go overboard, the placement of his hands showing he clearly knows how to tease a lady. I may be a hardened assassin eager for bloodshed, but beneath that, I’m a woman with needs. The combined effects of the alcohol and Denve’s charm are majorly convincing me to let him tend to them. It’s all so enjoyable, but I remind myself there’s still a job to be done.
Having held it off for long enough, I decide to pull the trigger and make a move. I beckon for him to stoop down, bringing his ear to my lips. I kiss and nibble his lobe before whispering to him, smooth like silk.
“Kiss me, Denve. I’m hungry for the taste of your tongue.”
He looks into my eyes, his pupils soft and gentle before they shut. Leaning in, our lips meet, first getting a taste through slow kisses as they gradually grow hot and heavy.
I forget that I’m surrounded by all these people as my hands instinctively slide to his chest. Just in time, I pull back and move toward his ear again.
“Bring me somewhere private and show me how a nobleman would take me.”
Without answering, he takes my hand and guides me off of the dance floor. Along the way, I walk by older ladies with their mouths gaping open before they turn to their husbands, seemingly scolding them regarding why they’ve never treated them like that.
My mind is running rampant with two kinds of exhilaration. One comes from the fact I’m drawing closer to delivering the killing blow to my target, and the other is from the thought of being entered by him.
My heart wishes for it intensely, but my brain reminds me to focus on the job. After all, if I let myself go that far, I couldn’t forgive myself for having sex with another Thuvrol scumbag.
We turn down a dark corridor, this section of the property clearly not meant for party guests. Still, Denve obviously has the power to go where he pleases.
We’re halfway down the hallway when he suddenly spins around. The intense look in his eyes is akin to a predator drawing in on his prey. He pushes me against the wall and kisses me, pressing his hips into mine.
The sensation of his cock rubbing against me is so pleasure-inducing that I imagine him fucking me right then and there.
Such a shame that it’s only going to go this far.
I slowly bring a hand to a hidden pocket on my gown, pushing it through a hole where I have a leather sheath wrapped around my thigh. I moan to disguise the sound of me unsheathing my dagger, the tip of which has been poisoned with the paralytic serum.
“Just like that,” I whisper as he kisses my neck.
“Hey! Who’s there?” yells a sudden voice.
Denve pulls back from me as we look down the hallway, a silhouetted figure standing a few feet away.
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DENVE
There isn’t a lot of forethought to my plan. All I know is I have to get her alone, and Salina seemed just as eager to go with me.
Not that it would have mattered either way.
Now that I have her, I’m not letting her go. I don’t care who tries to get between us. Nothing is going to keep her from me.
Need pulses through me. I want to claim her, to mark her, to make her irrefutably mine – something I already know she is, but I want everyone else to know it.
I start to lead her down a dark hallway, considering pushing into one of the rooms. I want to take my time with her, to taste every inch of her skin uninterrupted. My magic bubbles up, considering slamming straight through one of these walls to find me a place to do so.
My entire body hums with the awareness of the woman right behind me. I am on edge, unable to think or see or feel anything that isn’t her. It’s all-consuming, and the desperate need for her overwhelms me.
