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Sometimes, she wondered what was the point of it all.
Humans cared, certainly, because they only had one life. Only a few special individuals possessed immortal souls. For the rest, they knew nothing beyond the lot they were born into. Most simply accepted their fate.
But the ones who wanted more fought the good fight. Fought to make their lives meaningful, not simply a candle that was lit and snuffed out without a thought.
The special ones wanted to burn bright.
On that thought, Eir spotted him.
He was seated on a side bench with long, muscular legs spread wide to accommodate a buxom wench on each thigh.
A redhead was leaning over him, bountiful breasts all but overflowing her blouse, whispering in his ear. While a blonde had her soft arms wrapped possessively around his neck, kissing his darkly stubbled jaw with fervor, practically humping his leg as she squirmed.
Two strings of silver and bronze beads decorated his thick, corded neck, somehow incongruous to the rest of him. He did not look like a male who’d allow anything frivolous on his person, so perhaps the beads were gifts from his admirers, worn only for the night.
Under these attentions, it was not surprising that the warrior’s mighty manhood was bulging his trousers like a third limb. Proudly and vividly on display for all to see at the juncture of his spread trunk-like thighs.
One of his big hands clutched the meaty backside of the redhead, while the other arm was slung around the blonde, a tankard of mead grasped in his fist.
He was bringing the drink to his full lips when their gazes collided.
Opal and emerald.
Fire and water.
And a blast of volcanic heat razed through Eir’s entire body from head to toe.
Whoomph!
She heard herself go up in flames. Incinerated to ashes in the supernova of his eyes.
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He wantedthat one.
Kai had never entertained such a thought across his substantial existence.
It was extremely specific, startling, stubborn, and incontrovertible.
Undeniable.
Mine.
He scowled deeply at the foreign concept laying siege to his mind. This was not a feeling he enjoyed.
As if it shackled him. As if he was made to surrender to it. On his knees, prostrate.
He surrendered to nothing and no one.
He’d never wanted anything with any particular strength of desire. And he’d never wanted to want anything.
Yet, now, he suddenlywanted. Not only that, he wanted somethingin particular.
That one.
He perused the female with as much concentration and meticulous attention to detail as she was doing to him. All the while, continuing to squeeze the handfuls of womanly flesh riding his right and left thighs, and chugging down his libation.
She was tall for one of her sex, but still at least a half foot shorter than him. In the torchlight of the Great Hall, he couldn’t tell the color of her eyes, except that they sparkled like gems cut by a master craftsman.
