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I touch the scholar’s cheek and brush my thumb over the ridged skin that’s as much a part of this extraordinary man as his beautiful eyes and warm smile. “I can’t think of anyone better to do the challenging. I love seeing you like this. Do you have any idea how gorgeous you are right now? You should get to immerse yourself in old books all the time rather than having to run around across the countryside.”

A blush adds a ruddy tint to Alek’s cheeks. He ducks his head a little bashfully, but his tone stays light. “So that I can be more pleasing to the eyes?”

I laugh and lean over so I can kiss his temple. “So all that brilliance inside you can shine through in every possible way. I didn’t fall in love with you for your looks, as much as I appreciate them too.”

A rough note escapes Alek’s throat, and then he’s tugging me off the chaise’s arm, onto his lap.

As my pulse hitches giddily, he cups my face between his hands. He holds my gaze with a hotter light flaring in his eyes. “The books aren’t the only thing I want to ‘immerse myself’ in.”

I can’t help arching my eyebrows. “Oh, no?”

He teases one hand down to my neck, the other dipping all the way to the hem of my tunic. His fingers splay against the bare skin of my waist beneath, and I lean into his touch instinctively.

“I want to learn everything there is to know about you,” he murmurs, his voice gone rough. “Every thought that passes through your head. I want to read every piece of your history that’s etched on your body.”

His thumb strokes over my collarbone by the neckline of my shirt. “How you got this scar.” His other hand finds a mark over my ribs that he must have noticed before. “When you were burned. All the stories in you, even the painful ones.”

All at once, I feel naked, even though he hasn’t removed a piece of clothing.

How much has he already learned that I haven’t told him, just by observing the remnants of my past scrapes and wounds? It can’t all be good.

In my awkwardness, my stance tenses, and Alek must feel it. He draws me closer into a full embrace, tipping his face up toward mine. “But most of all, I want to discover everything there is to know about making you happy.”

He bobs up to claim a kiss. The press of his lips is sweet enough to erase any momentary insecurities his comments stirred up.

“I love you,” he whispers between one kiss and the next. “No matter what happens, I’ll always love you.”

My heart skips again with a bittersweet pang. He knows me well enough already to have guessed at my insecurities—and answered them with more devotion than I’d ever have dared to ask for.

I shift on his lap to straddle him and kiss him back hard. As our mouths meld together and our tongues tangle, the fondness that filled my chest before flares into a sharper desire.

The same emotion must grip Alek too, because he grasps my hip to center me against his groin and rocks up to meet me to the most delightful effect. As I gasp against his mouth, he fondles one of my breasts with his other hand, making full use of the access granted by my simple temple clothes.

The friction between us leaves me tingling. Every want leaves my head except one.

I nip the corner of his jaw and roll my hips against his. “I need you inside me.”

With a groan, Alek yanks at my trousers. As I kick them off, he unfastens his own.

I delve my hand beneath the fabric to stroke his cock up and down. He bucks into my fingers, his gaze burning into mine with an intoxicating mix of adoration and lust.

When he grazes his fingertips over my sex in turn, my breath spills out of me in an eager shudder. My gaze lifts of its own accord toward the doorway to the main library room.

Alek catches my thought before I have to speak it. He lines me up over him, dipping his fingers into the growing slickness of my channel. “I don’t care if someone stumbles on us. Loving you isn’t shameful any more than loving my studies is.”

I laugh, and then he’s claiming me again, with both his mouth capturing mine and his cock thrusting up into my body. The confidence he’s gained over the past few months is so thrilling I quake with the pleasure that shoots through my nerves.

I sink down on him to take him even deeper, and he kisses me with so much passion my head spins. As we buck together, bliss builds inside me with an unexpected sense of urgency.

Every moment we have together could be shattered. Everything we do hangs in a precarious balance.

But we have each other to hold on to, whatever happens. I never knew how much that fact would matter to me until it became true.

Alek swivels one thumb over my nipple while stroking my clit with the other. At my gasp, he increases the pressure, thrusting faster at the same time.

My head drops beside his, our cheeks pressed together. His breath spills hot down my neck.

“Stay with me,” he rasps, as if I’d ever purposefully go anywhere else.

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