Page 56 of Seduced By Darkness
“You mean she’ll makeyoukill me. Slowly. Painfully.”
Edain gives him a long, heated look.
Finn sighs. “You hate it, don’t you? What’s she have on you?”
Bleakness darkens my stepbrother’s face. “Everything.”
“Then why don’t you—"
“Edain?”
The sound of his name echoes through the enormous tent.
I freeze as I recognize my sister’s voice.
But curiously enough, so does Edain. His head tracks toward the sound, all his attention focusing upon her. “Andraste?”
“Maybe your intruder was a princess herself,” Finn taunts. “Maybe she wanted to know what a real male looks like.”
I can’t see my stepbrother’s response, but I can feel Finn tense as if he’s waiting for a blow. “Keep your mouth shut about our princess,” Edain finally says. “And don’t tempt me.”
“Let me out of the cage, pretty princeling, and maybe we can dance again. We can wrestle a little bit more. I wonder though, who will end up on top?” Everything about the way he says the words is suggestive. “This time you won’t have the element of surprise.”
Edain stalks toward the door. “I won’t need it.”
And then he’s gone in a swirl of canvas, and my heart is suddenly beating like the galloping of a horse’s hooves. Close. Too close.
If he’d found me in here, then my mother would be furious.
What am I doing?
It makes no sense. None of this makes any sense.
Breathe. I ease the breath from my lungs and force my hands to stop shaking.
“Well, that was interesting,” Finn says in some surprise. “Your boy likes cock as much as he likes sweet pussy. I thought he was almost going to take me up on my offer.”
I grind my teeth together as I crawl out from beneath the dress and then slip back into Edain’s chambers. “The things I do not need to know.”
Finn laughs under his breath. “You know, you almost sound exactly like my prince right now.”
Our eyes meet. He’s picking at me as much as he picked at Edain. It would be easy to dismiss him for a rogue, but there’s a cunning intelligence in those blue eyes. He knows exactly what he’s doing.
“Nowthat’sinteresting,” Finn breathes, as I return to the lock. “You never did tell me how you met my prince, but here’s that blush again, stealing up your cheeks. I’m shattered, truly. I thought we were starting to get to know each other.”
“You werejustflirting with my stepbrother.”
“Distraction, sweetheart. I was channeling my inner Lysander. And don’t change the subject. Have you kissed Thiago?”
I ignore him. How are we going to manage this? “He put the ward inside the lock itself.”
“Ah yes, but the ward is broken. I was trying to distract him so he didn’t reset it.” Finn steals the dirk from me, jams it inside and after a few playful twists the lock clicks. “And you did, you naughty girl. Where did you kiss him?”
His eyes light up as the cage door swings open.
“Like I’d tell you.” I drive the point of the dirk into the tiny screw that binds his collar together.
“On the mouth?” He laughs as I grumble under my breath. “That’s a yes. Did you kiss him anywhere else, Iskvien?”
