Page 59 of His Darkest Deceit


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Banter of this kind, I was entirely unfamiliar with, and itdidmake me blush deeply.

Rattling ever so gently from his chest, he grew wicked. “I could not tell you over the years how beautiful you are, but I will tell you now at every opportunity.”

I didn’t like the way I was starting to feel, nervous and distrustful. “You told me if I obeyed you would not drum.”

“Hmm.” His eyes went back to my foot, mischief all over his face. “What are you scared of?”

The answer was simple. “You.”

“I’m not drumming loud enough to confound you.” He gave me a roguish grin. “This is just how I sound when I am content.”

Content was not the right word. He washungry.

And I was growing far too hot again, aware he noticed the flush spreading over my body.

“Stop.” Impatient, suddenly far more annoyed, I stiffened my leg. “It’s not working.”

He smirked all the more. “I’m not finished yet. Are you going to continue to obey, or shall I take you to bed and knot as deep as I can go?”

Things were escalating quickly, and I was certain I had been duped. All of this, the calming strokes, the banter, it was all a setup. “You swore you wouldn’t put your knot in me.”

Was he purring? He was, a gentle vibration that was soft on the ears. “I intend to kiss you until you cool. Nothing more.”

Then he took my toe in his mouth and sucked.

That wasnota kiss!

A sound came from my mouth as my insides contracted. Sucking in a gasp of air, a ripple of movement went down my spine.

He took the opportunity to ease his frame between my legs, palming my thighs as he kneaded the flesh. “Will you let me kiss you?”

The silky material molded to my skin did nothing to keep his touch away. Any movement I made only caused modesty to fail as my skirt rode higher. As I spread indecently around his hard abdomen, he pushed against me in the chair and made me feel the strength of him everywhere I was soft.

Lips hovering over mine, he whispered, “A knot or a kiss, Lorieyn. Choose.”

I sniffed the air, waiting for the trick of the sweet scent that might manipulate my senses and steal away thought. There was none, only the smell of a man. From his chest, there was no thumping demand.

Only the gentle rumble of acontentgeneral and the shallow breaths of a lost academy girl.

This was not forced seduction; he was offering me lucid choice.

“Just a kiss?” I asked, frightened.

“Until you cool.” Those hands on my thighs stroked higher, palming my hips to fit us together.

The flesh between my legs had been innocuous my whole life. No more extraordinary than an elbow. Now, it was molten fire, igniting in a frenzy of sparking nerves where that thing of his behind his trousers undulated right where I burned.

Lavender fabric dragged upward with his touch. “Let me ease your fever.”

I understood. He was going to use his hands, having shown me how deftly they could be wielded on my body.

The price for this mercy? A kiss.

I could close my eyes and pretend it was a boy in the dark.

Retain a fragment of control and choose.

Or burn.

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