Page 147 of Hell Fae Captive
“Kneeling or all fours?” Clarifying Ty’s desires was always intimately important.
His lips finally twitched, some of his amusement shining through. “All fours.”
“As I suspected,” I mused. “Will you be punishing me?”
“I haven’t yet decided.”
“Have I displeased you in some way?” I asked, genuinely curious.
“You rarely displease me, little prince.”
“That’s not an answer, Ty.” I cupped his jaw, my thumb tracing the dark stubble along his chin. “Are you displeased with me?”
“No,” he replied, leaning into my touch. “Just curious as to what game we’re really playing.”
“If I told you that, it would no longer be a game.”
“No, it would not,” he agreed, kissing the palm of my hand. “But not everything in life needs to be a game, Melek.”
“Perhaps not. But this does,” I assured him. “To do anything else would belittle the prize at the end.” And it would be a rather large prize indeed. One that would change all of our lives. “You trust me, yes?”
“I do.” He leaned in to press his lips to mine. “With my life.”
That was good. Because all of this wasforhis life. For his existence. To save him from himself. He just didn’t realize it yet because he was too busy shouldering every burden himself. But I saw through him. I knew what he needed better than even he did. And I would give him this.
In the form of Camillia De la Croix.
She was the key to it all.
I just needed her to survive andchoose.
“I love you, Ty,” I whispered, holding his stunning gaze. “With all my being.”
“I love you, too, little prince,” he replied just as softly. “Now get on your hands and knees and let me show you how much.”
My lips curled once more, my heart skipping a beat. “You say the sweetest things to me, my king.”
He growled, his teeth sinking into my lower lip. “Now,Melek.”
“As you wish, my lord.”
CHAPTERTHIRTY-THREE
CAMI
Warm.
Hot.
Male.
My senses came alive in an instant, my eyes flying open to find myself sequestered in the dark.Ajax’s room, I recalled, recognizing my surroundings and recalling everything that had happened prior to falling asleep.
Az’s hands.
Ajax’s mouth.
Their combined touch.
