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With a wave of his hand, the heavy doors seal shut.
Another flick, and the silk-and-pearl gown I’ve been trussed up in dissolves into nothing.
Literally nothing.
I gasp, arms flying to cover myself, but Kael is already there, hands closing around my wrists, pulling them gently down.
“Never hide from me, Telya,” he murmurs.
His voice is low tide, dragging me under.
The air crackles, warmer, scented with salt and steam.
Another flick of magic—holy fuck—he’s naked now, too.
The wall behind him slides open to reveal a room that looks carved out of the ocean itself.
Marble veined like seashells.
Candles hovering in midair.
And in the center, an enormous sunken whirlpool tub, the water swirling as though it already knows what’s about to happen.
I should run.
I should fight.
Instead, my skin prickles with heat as he takes my wrist.
My mouth is watering. I mean, Kael looks like something from one of my deepest, darkest fantasy brought to life.
He is all hard muscle with a swimmer’s long torso and wide shoulders, lean hips, and powerful legs.
Plus, horns, a tail, and a face carved by the angels themselves.
Shit. I can feel my arousal dripping down my thighs.
And he must somehow know it because I swear he breathes deep and let’s a deep growling sound slip past his lips as he leads me down the steps and into the steaming water.
The moment the heat licks my thighs, his hands are on me—one spanning my lower back, the other cupping my breast.
His mouth finds mine, claiming, desperate, and the whirlpool surges around us in time with my heartbeat.
When his tongue slides against mine, I whimper, clinging to his broad shoulders.
The runes etched into his chest glow faintly under the water, brushing my skin with a tingle that makes me shiver.
“Kael,” I breathe, my voice breaking somewhere between plea and warning.
“Phoebe.”
My name is reverence and hunger all at once.
“Mine.”
He lifts me with inhuman ease, settling me astride his lap, my slick folds pressed against the rigid length of his cock.
Even through the water, the sensation is raw, scorching.
