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“It may have come up.”
She giggles. “Sorry, it was really rude, but there’s talk amongst the commoners, you know.”
“Oh, you are anything but common, Ever.”
“Hmm.”
“Thank you,” I murmur, unwilling to go down that road. “For listening, for not running.”
Ever’s hand squeezes mine, her touch a lifeline in the darkness that has always surrounded me. “I know what it’s like,” she whispers, and there’s a tremble in her voice that tells me she’s about to let me into a part of her world that few have ever seen.
“Know what?” I ask, my voice hoarse from the truths I’ve spilt tonight.
“Being haunted by a name, a legacy.” She takes a deep breath, her gaze steady on mine. “My great-grandparents, they were everything KnightsGate represented—noble, affluent. But they lost it all. They were disgraced. My family has lived with that shadow ever since.”
I truly get it. It’s more than just ambition; it’s survival.
“Your walls, Alistair, are like the ones I’ve built around myself. To protect, to hide, to keep out pity or scorn.”
“I guess we’re both trying to outrun ghosts,” I say, feeling the truth settle between us. “Yours are older and probably more raggedy in their sheets, though, as they rattle their chains.”
She laughs, and it’s the most beautiful sound I’ve ever had the pleasure of hearing. “That mental image is something I can’t unsee. Thank you for that, Your Grace. Except we’re not running anymore. We’re facing them, here, now.”
“If you keep calling me Your Grace, you’re going to do things to my body that I won’t be responsible for,” I murmur darkly, unable to help the response she fires up in me.
She gasps, her eyes going wide, but I don’t give her a chance to say anything out of fear of being severely rejected.
“Thank you for understanding.”
“Thank you for trusting me,” she replies lightly.
It’s as if our confessions have chased away some of the shadows, filling the space with a fragile light.
I cup her face, knowing she will open up for me if I press my lips to hers. Stepping in closer, she tilts her head back, and I grasp the opportunity she has presented me with. Sweeping my tongue over her lips, she leans in closer, and her mouth parts with a sigh that feels like surrender. It’s not just her lips that yield to me, but the walls around her heart, too.
I’m not gentle; I can’t be. I don’t know how to be.Our kiss is desperate, charged with all the emotions we’ve been holding back. The taste of her is addictive, and I drink her in like she’s my drug of choice. My hands tangle into her hair as I pull her closer, unwilling to let any space separate us.
She responds with an intensity that matches mine, her nails digging into my arms as if she’s afraid I’ll pull away. But I’m not going anywhere. Not when this—this connection—is what I’ve been searching for my entire life, and that I’ve found it withherisn’t so much a revelation as it is a reality.
Picking her up and carrying her to the bed, I’m taking a great risk, but I can’t stop. Not now.
When I place her down and pull back, stripping my tee over my head, her eyes fill with uncertainty.
“I’m not going to claim all of you, not yet, angel. I know the significance, and today isn’t that day.”
She gasps as I pull her down towards the edge of the bed and drag her soft pyjama pants off, along with her knickers.
She shivers as I part her legs. I’m not going slowly. I’m not giving her the chance to protest. I want her to feel and not think.
“Wait,” she pants.
Diving between her legs, I lick her clit, and she bucks against me, a shock of desire arching through her spine. I hold her hips steady, my fingers digging into her soft skin, keeping her from writhing away as I work her pussy with my mouth, relentless in my pursuit to draw every tremble and gasp from her. Shetastes like heaven wrapped in sin, and I’m the sinner willing to fall from grace just to get another hit.
“Alistair, wait, this is...”
But I’m not pulling back now if a hoard of marauding ghosts from our pasts tried to make me.
I thrust my tongue gently inside her, feeling the tension as she let out a strangled moan of fear. She is scared stiff I’m going to take her virginity, but that’s not the game. Not tonight.
