Page 48 of The Dark Fae Princess
“I don’t care,” I say carefully. “If that’s all you wanted me for, one night to take your virginity, someone you trusted, then that’s fine, Princess. Just tell me so that I’m straight.”
“Why are you being like this?” she asks, her angry eyes filling with tears. “I love you; you know that.”
“Yet you bring your Vampire boyfriend back here with us? Someone that your mother is clearly happy for you to be involved with. I can’t help that it hurts me, Princess.”
“He isn’t my boyfriend,” she says petulantly. “And I didn’t use you. The fact that you think that hurtsme.”
I shrug because I don’t regret saying it to her.
I see her struggle with something, but eventually she loses her fight. “Theo and I, I don’t know what it is.”
“But there’s something,” I press. “Or you wouldn’t have brought him here.”
She shrugs. “Maybe. I don’t know. That’s why he’s here.”
She might as well have struck me. I jerk back, feeling the pain of losing her now that I had her in my grasp for such a brief moment in time.
“I see,” I say gruffly.
“No, you don’t see,” she says, reaching for my hand.
I reluctantly let her take it because I want to touch her. Always.
“I have all of these new feelings swirling up inside me. I’m starting to see why my mother and Delinda have chosen their…” She trails off, no doubt at my look of utter mortification.
“You wish to live the way they do?” I ask stiffly, withdrawing my hand from hers.
“Would you still want to be with me if I did?” she asks back, equally as stiffly, folding her hands in front of her as a defense mechanism. It makes me stop and think. If I say ‘no’, it will hurt her. She does love me. I know that. I can feel it with a long-dormant empathic power that seems to have sprung to life since I first kissed her. But what she’s saying… she wants to love more than one man. How do I even begin to wrap my head around that?
As her eyes fill with tears again, that she tries valiantly to blink back, I realize that I don’t care. If she wantsme, that’sall that I care about. If another man falls into her bed at the same time, who am I to deny her that?
Absolutely no one. She is my Princess. She is my world. She always has been but the second I entered her, took her virginity and thrust deep inside her, I was lost to her for eternity.
“Say something,” she barks at me, regaining her fire and making me hide my smile.
I already know what I’ll say to her, but seeing her riled up, desperate for me to answer her brings my wicked side out.
I want to make her sweat a bit before I tell her that I will do anything she asks of me.
“I have to think about it,” I reply, and watch for her reaction.
Her eyes widen slightly in surprise, but not because I’ve not given her an answer, but rather because she truly thought I would say ‘no’ and had braced herself for the hurt. It makes me want to tell her now that I want to be with her no matter what, but those surprised eyes flash with danger again, so I don’t.
“Find me when you decide,” she says coldly and then stalks off.
I watch her enter the rookery and know that I should follow her, but she doesn’t want me near her right now. Not until I give her what she wants.
Every instinct I have is telling me to stay with her, it’s myjob, but more than that. However, I need to leave her to stew for a bit. I Puffport out and straight to the nearest guard, instructing him to go to the rookery and watch her, and to call me if anything seems out of sorts.
20
Savannah
I’m shaking when I enter the rookery. That was a confrontation that I hadn’t been expecting. Not yet anyway. I don’t even know if there will be other men in my life apart from Jerrick. He’s the only one I know anything about. If I lose him now over this, it will devastate me. I’d hoped for more time with him to prepare him for thepossibility.
I sigh as one of my ravens comes to land on my shoulder, tilting his glossy black head towards me. I stroke him with the back of my finger, feeling a slight spark. I pull back, scared that I’ve hurt him, but if anything, he seems happy about it, ruffling his feathers and nestling closer to me.
I grin. “Hey, little love,” I croon to him and sit on a hay bale. “Life sucks right now. Mind if I tell you about it?”
