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"You're mine now, sweet little Thalia. Mine."
No. Not yet.
I rip myself from his arms, shoving as hard as I can against his chest. He stumbles back, nearly falling on his ass.
I take off again, racing away. I burst out into the clearing, triumph coursing through my veins. Desire eating me alive.
"If you want me, come and get me," I shout over my shoulder, running toward the edge of the pond.
"You're in so much fucking trouble when I catch you this time, Thalia," he growls, his voice a lot closer than I expected. I can practically feel his breath on the back of my neck.
I run faster, laughing. I'm not afraid of him. He doesn't scare me. This is the most fun I've ever had.
"Thalia, look out!" His sharp warning comes too late.
My feet tangle on a massive root, pitching me forward. I cry out in shock, spinning to the side to avoid being impaled on a giant, jagged rock.
The pond rushes up to meet me.
"Thalia!" Troy roars in terror as I crash below the surface, sinking.
The cold water sends a shock through me. For a moment, I can't move. I can't think. I simply sink, too stunned to do anything. And then a powerful jolt rips through me—my instincts kicking in.
Before I can even bunch my muscles to propel myself to the surface, Troy is there, his strong arms closing around me, dragging me toward the sunlight.
We break the surface, water sluicing from us in a flood. I gasp, choking. He clings to me, running his hands all across me, almost frantic.
"Thalia," he says, panic in his voice. "Talk to me. Are you okay? Are you hurt? Please, tell me you aren't hurt."
The same stark fear reflects in his eyes. It's stamped across every line of his gorgeous face. He's afraid for me. Terrified, even.
My heart melts at the realization that this powerful prince just dove into the pond fully clothed to rescue me—that he's trembling in fear because he was afraid to lose me.
No, he's not a tyrant. He's the man I'm already falling in love with.
I crash my lips against his, wrapping my legs around his waist, trying to meld us into one person. Desperate to feel every inch of him.
He groans, his hands digging into my hips. "Thalia," he breathes against my lips. "Fuck, Thalia."
Fear from my fall and excitement from the chase race through me, creating a maelstrom of need. It hurts. God, it hurts.
"Troy, please," I whimper, clawing his back. Biting his lip.
He knows what I want, what I need.
One hand slips between our bodies. Two fingers plunge inside me. I throw my head back, crying out in ecstasy as he fucks me with them right there in the middle of the pond.
"I'm not stopping until you scream for me, sweet Thalia," he growls. "I want every fucking animal in this forest to hear you."
They're going to. I know they are because I'm already on the edge. I grind against him, chasing the pleasure, sobbing his name.
An orgasm rips through me, tearing me apart.
I cry out his name, shouting it into the clearing, as stars erupt behind my eyelids.
"No," he snarls, his fingers still plunging, still demanding more. "Not loud enough, angel. Louder." He adds another finger, stretching me. Filling me.
"Troy, please," I beg, writhing on the edge of something vast and profound. Something unlike anything I've felt before. It's terrifying and terrifyingly beautiful.
