Page 202 of Bitten & Burned
“I’d never lie about that. I couldn’t. Do you think I was faking?”
He laughed again. “No, I guess not.”
I snuggled back against him, encouraging him to spoon me. “You’re warm.”
“You’re mine.”
I hummed in contentment, and he trailed his fingers over my throat. My shoulder, my collarbone.
Down to my breasts.
He circled my nipples until they stiffened again.
He rocked his hips against me, and I could feel him. Thick and hard against my ass.
“Say it,” he whispered.
“Say what?”
“That you’re mine, say it.”
“I’m yours, Quil.”
He growled low in his throat, pulling my leg over his waist and turning into me, his cock still pressing. “You’re mine, and I want you again.”
“Gods, yes,” I whispered. “Yes, take me…”
He slid in to the hilt, and I cried out. “Quil, gods…”
He groaned, his hips snapping, and I leaned into it.
Whatever he wanted, he was right.
I washis.
Thirty-Two
HOMEWARD
The Veilwood, Sol, Verdune
30 Ebry, Year 810
Stone was all around me.
Stone.
It should have been cold, but I was burning up. Sweat dripped down my forehead. I tried to move, tried to rise up, but I couldn’t. Something was weighing me down.I wriggled my fingers, trying to access my magic, but I knew before I even began it wouldn’t work.
I glanced down, hoping like hell it was something I could push off me, and I saw him.
Silas.
Curled around me possessively.
I reached for the bond, but it felt frayed, like I couldn’t grasp it.
Bile rose in my throat, and I started to gag. Silas looked up at me and smiled. “You’re awake, Dearheart. I was startingto worry.”
