And I really didn’t want to waste time hating the only fae in this universe who had attempted to support me.
Too little, too latejust didn’t apply here. We hadn’t known each other long enough for me to blame him for his choices. He’d done what he felt was right. Including assisting me in the end.
This wasn’t about forgiveness.
This was about living.
Accepting.
Commiserating with someone whose fate was now darkly tied to my own.
Because he chose me. He chose to do what he felt was right. He tried to save me.
I moved my hand away from his mouth to cup his cheek once more, only this time my entire body moved with the action as I leaned into his strength. He’d been next to me without really touching me, and I quickly removed the gap between us.
His eyes held mine as I moved, his fingers loosely wrapping around my wrist while his opposite arm remained limp between us.
The sheets slid off me, revealing my nude state. However, his gaze didn’t falter, his focus staying on my face instead of my breasts while I straddled him.
He was shirtless as well, affording me a delectable view of all that sinewy muscle, yet I kept my eyes on his, the intimacy of our connection unmistakable.
I held it even while I lowered to kiss him, my chest pressing against his as though they’d always belonged there. His lips parted beneath mine, his touch equal parts reverent and knowing. Like this was meant to be. As though our destinies had been tied together specifically for this moment, knowing exactly what we would need from one another. How we would need each other. Needthis.
Maybe Melek was right about fate,I mused.Or maybe Ajax is right about this bed being bespelled for sex.
But I was done thinking.
Done fretting about the future, about the past, about Lucifer, about everything in between.
Now I wanted to scream in an entirely different way.
“Distract me, Ajax,” I whispered against his mouth. “Give me a moment of peace.”
“I’ll give you anything you want, Cami,” he replied. “I’ll give you everything.”
CHAPTER11
AJAX
It wasa vow I shouldn’t make.
A vow I wouldn’t be able to uphold for long.
But at least I could carry the promise to my grave.
Because I had no doubt that Lucifer was coming for us. Melek having found us so easily meant Az would be on his way any minute now. However, I refused to agonize over the inevitable.
Cami wanted to live in this moment—something I somehow knew because I felt it in her kiss—and I fully intended to fulfill her craving.
I swiped my tongue against her lips, seeking permission for more. A deeper kiss. An unspoken declaration of partnership. An intimate moment meant only for us.
It was more than I deserved. More than I could ever have anticipated asking for. More than I’d ever realized I wanted.
But I needed her.
I neededthis.
I needed themoment of peaceshe’d requested and anything else she’d be willing to give me.