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Within the hour.
I waited for my spine to straighten, for my chest to lift or my feet to tingle with the urge to sprint out the gate and toward them right now. In all the five hells, I would have done with a sigh of relief.
None of it came.
“So I will finally go home.”
Leaving one cruel prince for another. How ironic was that?
Malyr rose, beckoning me to him until I stood close enough that the buttons of his vest nearly snatched on the frills of my dress. He cupped my face, pawing my cheek like I was his helpless prey.
“Home.Such a comforting word if one has a home, isn’t it?” His whisper against my temple barely distracted from the rush of blood in my head. “Nurturing a false sense of safety that makes one do foolish things. Like leaving a window open for my ravens to glide into your chambers one night, finding you with nothing left to bargain, your life and innocence worthless to me.”
My throat turned dry. “You’re getting what you want. Why won’t you leave me alone?”
“Because you’re mine. Mine to hurt. Mine to agonize. Mine to break.” His cool, minty breath broke against my skin, sending a shudder across my heated body. “I will come for you, Galantia. May it take a year or a lifetime, I will come for you.”
“And then?”
“Then I will shatter you into a million pretty pieces.” His lips brushed over my temple, shifting my thin wisps of hair. “But instead of leaving you wrecked and ruined, I’ve decided that I will put you back together in my grotesque image. Will take your pain and pleasure, your tears and blood, your moans and screams, so I may put you back together… all… wrong.”
I shivered in the throes of his threat, for I knew it wasn’t idle. “You’re sick.”
“So are you, Galantia.” A whisper against my earlobe, “Because we both know that you will like it.”
A gasp escaped me as I turned my head toward his face, only for my next inhale to lodge in my chest. He’d remained perfectly still, bringing our mouths so close, I felt our breaths mingle in the fragment of space between them. Each of my wobbling inhales brought my lips closer to his. Each of his soft exhales kissed mine.
I blamed my dream for the sudden weakness in my muscles, the way his words of perversion resurrected that throbbing between my legs. Nothing else could justify how I stood enraptured, doing nothing to turn away.
Malyr’s gaze slipped to my lips, head tipping sideways in that strange way of his. “You… long to be kissed.”
He wasn’t wrong. “Not by you.”
“No?” One silent second passed. Two. Three. “On your knees, then.”
I wasn’t prepared for how his hand bore down on my shoulder, forcing me to the ground. Didn’t understand what he wanted of me when he sat back on the couch and undid the strings on his black breeches. He took his hard cock out, giving the thick, heavily-veined shaft two slow strokes. Only when he pointed the swollen, jutting tip at my mouth did realization dawn.
“Open your mouth,” he said, raking his fingers along my scalp before he fisted my hair. With one harsh tug, he pulled me forward against him and my head back until my throat strained. “Look at me. I want to see your eyes when I fuck your mouth. Want to watch them when you swallow down my cum… or choke on it. Either one is acceptable.”
My teeth clamped together on instinct. He would find no such shameless satisfaction with me.
“Can you imagine the damage to your reputation if people learned how wet you were for the Raven prince, hmm?” He hooked a finger under my chin, forcing his thumb into my mouth, prying apart my jaws. “Or how you spent your nights in Sebian’s chamber? What a wet, needy slut you were for him, sucking his cock, begging him to empty his seed all over your face like a—”
I reared my head back. “None of that happened!”
The shadows in the valleys beneath his harsh cheekbones lightened some as he glided the smooth tip of his cock over my bottom lip and gave three taps. “Not if you open your mouth."
I didn’t know what disgusted me more, his demand or how I considered it. I knew better than to place my trust in his words, but was it worth to heighten the risk of him spreading rumors that might reach Ammarett? To fight him? Less than an hour away from finally escaping his clutches?
No.
I parted my lips. Clasped them around his crown, tongue awkwardly curling around it as I waited.
“Mmm, now I know for certain that he never broke in that mouth of yours. Reminds me why I do not care for virgins.” Malyr gave a faint chuckle. “Licks knives so prettily but doesn’t know how to suck a cock.”
My stupid cheeks heated as though his words had slapped them, and I clenched my eyes shut. This shouldn’t hurt me the way it did…
“I said eyes on me.” With a harsh pull on my hair, Malyr returned my gaze to his cold stare before he pressed my mouth down on his cock, making me sputter around the stretching demand of his thick flesh. “Open…”
