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“Let me touch you,” she begged breathlessly.
That was a dangerous offer.
“No.”
Magnus kneeled again and closed his mouth over her slick folds, pushing his tongue into her, which made her cry out.
But she was too tempting.
In a bid to stop himself from making a wrong decision, he reached for his stiff member. As his tongue drove her to ecstasy, he pumped himself, pleasuring both of them until they shattered with sheer pleasure.
CHAPTER 22
Despite the warmth of the morning, despite the heat of the previous night, the day had dawned in a way that sent chills down Lily’s spine.
And it was all because of Magnus. Following what had happened the previous night, he had spent the entire day avoiding her, putting distance between them.
Lily hated it.
He had touched her intimately, and now he was acting like nothing had happened? Especially when they were married?
Standing outside in the garden, she had caught his gaze once before he turned away sharply, as though preferring not to address the tension between them.
But she wasn’t ready to let it dissolve into silence.
When he was about to turn and walk away, she followed him down the grand hallway.
“Magnus…” Her voice was steady, but it held a particular edge that she refused to hide. “Avoiding me as usual?”
He halted mid-step, his fingers brushing against the banister, his jaw tightening.
“I am not,” he replied curtly, not turning to meet her eyes.
“Then care to explain what exactly you are doing?” she pressed, stepping closer, the ache in her chest making her bold. “Is it because of last night?”
She came to stand in front of him, and his gaze lowered, flickering to her face briefly. In that short moment, she saw a flash of something raw and unguarded in his eyes. Something that took her aback.
It was a flicker of regret, or something more dangerous and heart-wrenching.
“It’s nothing,” he said, his voice clipped. “You should focus on yourself, Lily.”
Her lips pressed together into a thin line, almost a dry smile, but she was too hurt to even fake one. “I don’t want distance. I want honesty.”
He exhaled sharply, his fingers curling into a fist at his side. “Honesty, then. I would like to be left alone.”
“So you are really hellbent on shutting me out?” Lily asked coldly. She took a step forward. “Are you sure you won’t regret it when I eventually decide to follow your rule?”
Magnus studied her for a long moment, holding her eyes.
She wished he would say no. Alas, he nodded reluctantly, disappointing her yet again.
At this point, she wasn’t even sure whether to press further. She took a few steps forward nonetheless. Suddenly,a thunderclap shattered the silence, causing her to stumble backward and almost fall on the ornate rug beneath her.
“Lily!”
Fortunately, Magnus was there in an instant. His strong arms caught her before she could fall, and he wrapped his hands around her waist, holding her close enough that she could feel the steady beat of his heart beneath her palm.
For that suspended moment, the world around them narrowed to the heat between them, his intense gaze on her.
