Page 77 of Shadow's Raven


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Oh, Casimir. What did you do to make yourself believe you could ever be unworthy?

“Kree has never felt anything for me other than the love one would have for a sibling,” he added.

I didn’t like the self-image he had. Lyric was right about him being a charmer, but sometimes it felt a little forced. Outwardly, no one would ever know he thought of himself as some sort of monster or that he carried such guilt over his past.

I wanted to know what was so horrendous in his history that he thought such things. This probably wasn’t the best time to ask.

“I already told you, Casimir. You’re not dark inside. If you were, I’d feel it. Your aura might have some marks, but so does mine. I haven’t known you long, but nothing about you or your spirit feels tainted or unworthy. If I thought otherwise, I wouldn’t be here. Either Father would have taken me with him or I’d have left on my own.”

I took a breath. “I only said I couldn’t stay because I thought there was someone else, that finding me only complicated things for you.”

“You’re not a complication, Raven. Though the circumstances that led you here were horrendous, I’ll never be sorry you were brought to Embour.”

We stood there, caught in the spell of our bond, of what we could be for one another. My pulse kicked when his gaze dropped to my lips.

One second I was seized by his blatant adulation, the next I was trapped with my back to a tree and my front plastered to a giant Shadow. My feet dangled uselessly above the ground.

“Let’s revisit what you said earlier, shall we?” he purred crossly, his hands on my hips and climbing higher.

“What?” I couldn’t think straight with his hands on me. I couldn’t even remember why I’d been upset.

More importantly, why was he still talking?

“You said, and I quote, ‘I can’t stay.’ What did I say would happen if you said something like that again?”

I felt feverish, my mouth watering for him to make good on his threat. No longer feeling resentful or unsure, confident that he was just as irrational as I was, I grew emboldened. My hands slid around his neck and I pulled him closer, my breasts flattening into his chest.

“I don’t remember,” I whispered against his mouth. “Why don’t you remind me?”

The low snarl in Casimir’s throat vibrated as his lips came down to mine, hard and hungry. He took and I willingly gave, letting him have complete control.

One of his hands slid under the back of my right thigh, lifting, giving him a little more space to press into me. I gasped and he pulled back. “Still have your senses, Little Bird?”

I nodded.

“Well, I’ll just have to try harder then.”

His lips returned, his tongue exploring rhythmically. I had to have it on other parts of me. I wanted to feel it everywhere. I wanted his hands holding me down as his cock slid in and out.

On and on it went, this kiss from my demon mate, stoking a fire inside that I feared I’d never be able to put out. No male had ever kissed me like this, like he’d die without it, like I would, too. If he didn’t move things along, I just might.

Recalling how he’d brought me to climax last night made my core throb. I wanted so much more than a kiss. I wanted to make him feel like he’d made me feel. I squirmed against him, trying for friction, seeking that place I wanted us both to go.

Merciful Mercury!

My limbs moved frantically, trying to gain leverage. Magic sparked and his muscles twitched as little bolts of energy jumped out of me and into him. Casimir groaned against my mouth.

“You’re going to do that while I’m inside you,” he swore.

“Ung.”

The Shadow laughed, kissing me once more. His mouth retreated and I felt his loss immediately. “That’s not a word. I think you’ve lost your senses.”

Why is he still speaking?My lips chased his, still confused why his face wasn’t glued to mine, why we weren’t naked already, why he wasn’t—

“Raven,” he hummed. “Look at me.”

I opened my eyes. “What?”

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