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I arch an eyebrow. We both remember the last time Brigid and I were alone together. Images flood my mind—Brigid naked and wriggling beneath me as I made her come undone.

“Lead the way,” I say, gesturing for her to go ahead

She might not realize it yet, but she’s mine. Mine to protect, mine to possess.

And I always take care of what’s mine.

As we approach Brigid’s room, movement in my peripheral vision catches my attention. Lochan lurks in an alcove, his eyes narrowing as he watches us. Jealousy radiates off him in waves. I should fuck her right here and now, let him watch.

I consider telling Brigid that he’s there, but decide against it. Let him fucking stew in his impotent rage. It’s not my problem if he can’t handle the truth of what’s between Brigid and me. I could give a fuck about Lochan and whatever his issues are. My only concern is Brigid.

The door clicks shut behind us, and suddenly the air feels a hundred degrees hotter. Brigid turns to face me, her lips parting to speak. But I’m done with words.

In two quick strides, I close the distance between us. My hands frame her face as I capture her mouth with mine. She gasps, then melts against me, her body responding instantly.

My hand slides down her neck, over her collarbone, cupping her breast. Even through her shirt, I feel her nipple harden. A low growl escapes me.

I rub my thumb in circles over the nipple, bringing my hand down to do the same to her other breast, relishing the way she shudders.

Satisfaction roars through me.Mine. All mine.

Suddenly, Brigid’s hands press against my chest, pushing me away. I blink, momentarily disoriented as she takes a step back, her chest heaving.

“Marius, wait,” she pants, shaking her head.“We can’t—I didn’t bring you here for this.”

Irritation flares in my gut. I clench my jaw, forcing back the urge to pull her against me again.“Then why did you bring me here, little bird?” I growl, not bothering to hide my frustration.

She runs a hand through her hair, messing up the silky strands. My fingers itch to touch them, to fist my hand in that hair and bring her down to her knees.

“It’s about Rory,” Brigid says, her voice soft but firm.

Fucking Rory. Cockblocker. I grit my teeth.

Brigid’s eyes flash with desperation.“I need your help to open the rift. To get him out of the void.” She hesitates, wringing her hands.“I... I tried a ritual with Tiernan, but it didn’t work.”

My jaw ticks. Tiernan. That sanctimonious prick. My fists tighten at my sides as I imagine his hands on Brigid, performing some intimate ritual.

“Tiernan.” I can’t keep the snicker out of my tone.“And how exactly did that go?”

“It didn’t work,” she repeats.“That’s why I need you. Your power, combined with mine... I think we could do it. Like we did before.”

I study her, noting the dark circles under her eyes, the slight tremor in her hands. She’s desperate. And as much as I hate to admit it, seeing her like this... it does something to me.

I step closer as I tilt my head and hold her gaze.“And what’s in it for me, little bird?”

She swallows hard.“What do you want?”

A slow, predatory smile spreads across my face.“One night. Alone. Just you and me. No interruptions, no other... distractions.”

I watch the conflict play out in her eyes.

I can see the gears turning in Brigid’s mind, weighing her options. Her lips part slightly, indecision etched across her face. I need to remind her of what we share, of the pleasure I can bring her.

I quickly pull her in to me, crushing my mouth against hers. My hand grips the back of her neck, fingers tangling in her hair, and a shudder runs through her body as she melts into the kiss, her resistance crumbling.

I break away.“Remember how good it felt last time, little bird? How I made you come all over my fingers?”

Her pupils are wide, and she’s breathing heavily. I slide my hand down her body, savoring every curve until I reach her waistband. She doesn’t stop me as I slip beneath it. I roughly push my hand down further, finding the crotch of her panties and sliding my finger under it to the velvety softness of her pussy.