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I found myself in our bedroom. Seemed there would be no rough tree bark against my back, or snow melting under my feet. Alisdair meant to have me on a bed of silk and cotton.

My lips parted, telling him that I wasn’t Emiana. That we’d both been played for a fool by a selfish and desperate princess, and I had to get back to my family before Emiana’s desperation destroyed more than one life.

I opened my mouth to tell him if he let me, I’d bring him to his true mate—a woman just as ruthless, calculating, and treasonous as him. I opened my mouth, and nothing came out. Not because the curse held my tongue... but because Alisdair did.

He captured my lips in a rough and hungry kiss. Alisdair molded me to him—fitting our bodies together like puzzle pieces.

His hands were everywhere. Caressing my thighs. Tangling in my waves. Memorizing every dip and curve. Slicing up the remains of my clothes.

He nipped my lips, demanding entrance. The rough, forbidden ecstasy of our tongues tangling weakened my knees. I stayed upright only for Alisdair’s grip on my ass—holding me firm to him, wrapping my legs around his waist, moving his hardness between my middle.

Alisdair broke free and threw me. I swallowed a cry, soaring across the sheets and landing on the pillows. Muscles rippled on his back as he stalked toward me—the predator and his prey.

He kissed the inside of my ankle, making me shiver. My skin was alive like it’d never been before. I was acutely aware of the silk tickling my back. The glow of the flickering orblights, casting our shadows over the fireplace. The press of all the things I needed to say, lodging in my throat.

No.

I could say no. I could end this. Deny him the pleasure of ravaging my body like he denied me my freedom. His caged bird didn’t have to sing.

He skated up my thigh, his lips following in his hands’ wake. Little whimpers escaped my mouth under rough, biting kisses.

More markings. More claims of absolute ownership... and only one word to remind him I belonged to no one.

“Say it.” Alisdair shredded my undergarments—a flimsy barrier that was no match for him. “Go on, say it.”

I swallowed hard. He couldn’t know what I was thinking, and yet somehow, he always did.

“Say what?” I rasped.

“You look as though you have something to say, my queen. Do it,” he hissed through gritted teeth, gaze pinning me through. “You have my ear, as you have my bed, as you have my soul. Tell me what troubles a little bird.”

I held his gaze, body shaking. “I... I wish that you would trust me. There are things that you don’t know. Forces that are playing us both for a fool. If you let me go, I can put all things right.”

“Let you go?” He tsked, swirling a finger around my pussy, collecting the drops of wetness already coming. “I have let you go. Every night. You cannot fault me for your not being quite fast enough.”

I tensed. “Why are we playing this game?”

“Again you ask me questions I’ve answered many times.”

“Because your answers are lies!” I exploded. “You can hardly keep the mocking smirk off your mouth when you spout them! You don’t want me, so let me go!”

Alisdair sighed as he slipped one finger past my folds, then another.

My breath caught on a moan. Never had I hated myself more than when I dropped my knees, opening myself wider to him.

“Very well,” he said, his husky voice wrapping around my ears. “If everything I say is lies, then let me tell you something you’ll know is true.

“I will never let you go.”

My fingers stilled curling in the sheets.

“It is only the runes binding my soul that I allow you the illusion of running from me, and even then I gnaw at the leash—pouring everything I know of magic into burning them away during your precious head starts—just to catch you all the faster.” He dove in to the knuckles and spread his fingers, stretching me wider than I was ever meant to go.

“It doesn’t matter what you do, or what you say. You can shout to the heavens of small, mole-ridden cocks. You can bring Lumenfell to ruin. You can betray me and our conquer of Elva, but I will never run slower. As long as the moon and stars reign, I will chase you to the ends of the world and beyond.

“You are mine, little bird. My toy, my pet, my wife, my queen. So tell me—” His fingers jerked, striking that spot dead-on. My cry almost smothered him. “Do I lie?”

Body trembling, I gazed into his eyes... and shook my head. He wasn’t lying.

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