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His mouth dried up in an instant. So did whatever had promoted him to goad her down a path he never expected her to take. “Mar Island. It’s dangerous. There are these insects—”
“I don’t care if it’s dangerous, and I don’t care if it’s off-limits. I don’t care what it does to me. What… what you do to me.” She stepped closer. Her hands, balled into fists, shook at her sides. “If Thora dies, I may as well die with her.”
Silvan nodded to himself. He peered into the forest, scratching the back of his neck with a frown. “The boat ride will take about an hour.”
“Anhour?” She gaped at him. “Where the fuck is this island?”
His mouth twisted in amusement. “You have such a foul mouth, Andromeda.”
She folded her arms over her chest with a smirk. “I’ll show you a foul mouth, Silvan.”
Ah, how I wish you would, little witch.“Lake Salvador isn’t any deeper than I am tall. It’s swampland, princess, and we have a skiff, not an airboat. And the island is on the other end of the lake.”
“Can’t we drive?”
“Sure, but it would take twice as long, and we’d still need to take a boat at the end.”
“Is this some kind of a trap?”
“If I wanted to trap you, I already have you alone.” Silvan grinned. “We can test that if you want. Go on. Try to run.”
Romy scowled. “You’re an asshole.”
“A proud one,” Silvan replied. “But an asshole who’s forgoing sleep to helpyourass out, so can we get on with it, princess?”
Her whole face flushed. “You don’t have to give up sleep for me.”
“It’s been a long day,” Silvan said. He wagged a hand at her, urging her to take it. “Can we skip the part where you act like youdon’twant to spend the next few hours in the swamp with me?”
“I never said—”
“And no games?”
“I’m not playing games!”
“Then calm down, take my hand, follow me, and trust in the unknown.”
Romy’s lip curled into what seemed like her take on snarling, but it was ridiculously adorable instead. He bit back a laugh and waited.
“I may not have manifested my magic yet, Silvan Rincewind, but I do have twelve years of tae kwon do, and I’mfast.”
“Fair enough, princess.” He wagged his hand again, and this time, she took it.
They didn’t speakat all on the long walk to the lake. She seemed to be taking his lead on everything, not just the path. If he looked around, she looked around. If he paused, she paused.
Will you be so obedient when I tie you to my headboard?
“Are we almost there?” she asked, sounding almost timid. His cock turned to hard steel as he imagined directing her to get on her hands and knees and face away; he’d make her wait before approaching slowly, a low growl pressed against her dripping pussy announcing his intention. He’d lave his tongue through her moisture and then bury it in her ass, where it would stay until he’d made her come; just a preview of what she could expect when he spread her cheeks wide and sheathed his cock all the way to the hilt.Gonna fuck your ass until we both black out, princess.
All the while, that bastard Marchland watched from the shadows, one hand traveling the length of his own cock in slow approval.
Fuck. No, fuck no.
“Yeah.” Silvan cleared the clog from his chest. He adjusted his trousers when she looked away. “Just down here.”
He jogged to put distance between them before she read his thoughts in his face—or in his mind. He wouldn’t put anything past witches, even the one who’d started to grow on him.
From behind, Romy started laughing maniacally. “Tell me that’snotthe boat.”
