Total pages in book: 219
Estimated words: 210867 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1054(@200wpm)___ 843(@250wpm)___ 703(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 210867 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1054(@200wpm)___ 843(@250wpm)___ 703(@300wpm)
“All we shared? It was a handful of minutes and a few kisses,” she said, jerking slightly.
“It was more than a few kisses,” I reminded her, glancing at where her breasts rose and fell with her deep breaths. “If you’ve forgotten, I’m more than willing to remind you,” I offered.
The scent of her arousal increased, and my dick answered with an almost painful throb.
Her head lifted. “There was nothing worth remembering.”
Such a little liar. “Now you insult me after throwing a dagger at my face? You’ve wounded my tender feelings.”
“Tender feelings?” She snorted. “Don’t be overdramatic.”
“Hard not to be when you threw a dagger at my head and then cut my neck,” I shot back.
“I knew you’d move out of the way.”
“Did you? Is that why you tried to slice open my throat?”
“I nicked your skin,” she countered. “Because you had a hold of me and wouldn’t let go. Obviously, you haven’t learned anything from it.”
“I’ve actually learned a lot, Princess. That’s why your hands and your dagger aren’t getting anywhere near my neck.” I slid my thumb across the inside of her wrist. “But if you let go of the dagger, there’s a whole lot of me I’ll let your hands get close to.”
And I would, too.
In that moment, I’d let her do just about anything.
Except go silent on me.
“How generous of you,” she retorted.
Liquid heat hit my blood, and fuck, there was nothing teasing about how that felt. “Once you get to know me, you’ll find that I can be quite benevolent.”
Her breath caught. “I have no intention of getting to know you.”
“So, you just make a habit of sneaking into the rooms of young men and seducing them before running off?”
“What?” she gasped. “Seducing men?”
“Isn’t that what you did to me, Princess?” I moved my thumb back and forth over her wrist.
“You’re ridiculous.”
“What I am is intrigued.” And I truly was.
She groaned, pulling at my hold. “Why do you insist on holding me like this?”
“Well, besides what we went over already, which is the whole being partial to my face and my neck thing, you’re also somewhere you’re not supposed to be. I’m doing my job by detaining and questioning you.”
“Do you typically question those on the Rise who you don’t recognize like this?” she asked. “What an odd method of interrogation.”
“Only pretty ladies with shapely, bare legs.” I leaned into her, amused that she thought I didn’t connect her and the Red Pearl with her being the Maiden. “What are you doing up here during a Craven attack?”
“Enjoying a relaxing evening stroll.”
I grinned. “What were you doing up here, Princess?”
“What did it look like I was doing?”
“It looked like you were being incredibly foolish and reckless,” I said.
“Excuse me?” Disbelief filled her voice. “How reckless was I being when I killed Craven and—”
“Am I unaware of a new recruitment policy where half-dressed ladies in cloaks are now needed on the Rise?” I asked. “Are we that desperately in need of protection?”
“Desperate?” The disbelief was gone in that one word. Now, there was anger. “Why would my presence on the Rise signal desperation when, as you’ve seen, I know how to use a bow? Oh, wait. Is it because I happen to have breasts?”
My brows shot up. “I’ve known women with far less beautiful breasts that could cut a man down without so much as blinking an eye, but none of those women are here in Masadonia. And you are incredibly skilled. Not just with an arrow. Who taught you how to fight and use a dagger?”
Silence.
“I’m willing to bet it was the same person who gave you that blade,” I wagered. “Too bad whoever they are didn’t teach you how to evade capture. Well, too bad for you, that is.”
That got a reaction from her.
She brought up her knee, aiming for a rather cherished part of my body.
I blocked the blow before she had me talking several octaves higher. “You’re so incredibly violent.” I paused. “I think I like it.”
“Let me go!” she demanded.
“And be kicked or stabbed?” Sensing she was about to do the former again, I thrust my leg between hers, preventing just that. “We’ve already covered that, Princess. More than once.”
She lifted her hips off the wall, and I thought she was attempting to throw me back. No, I knew what she was trying to do. It was a smart move, actually.
But that wasn’t what she got.
She ended up basically riding my thigh, and I wasn’t complaining. Not at all. Except the arousal thundering through me left me a little off-kilter. It was too damn intense. Too quick. Like if she kept it up, I may do something I hadn’t done since I was a young man and find release in my pants without even being touched.
And, damn, that was…
I didn’t know what that was.