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His hand closed around my elbow. I froze, my body going still. His palm was hot, searing me up my arm. All the way to the center of my heart. Thumping wildly against my ribs.
Fuck…please touch me. Touch me like you touched me that night. Make the fireworks go off again, make meteorites shower across the sky.
“Why did you walk into my room?”
He spun me and I gasped, stumbling back. He still had that intense, focused stare trained on me. Brows drawn together. Mouth parted, a sliver of bottom teeth visible.
“I..I’m sorry, I came to ask you about Osian’s jewelry,” I whispered.
He took a step nearer and his palm slid up the side of my neck. Stars burst behind my eyes. My chest tightened. My heart felt raw, fluttering hard.
“What about it?”
“He said, um, he said you didn’t approve it.”
He shook his head once, brow creased. “No, I didn’t.”
“Why?” I whispered.
His thumb dragged over my cheekbone. A burning trail in its wake.
“Because I haven’t decided what to do with you yet.”
I swallowed with difficulty. Being in his stare like this was agonizing. Like standing on a dark road with blinding headlights trained on me. Locking every muscle of my body.
“Do you think your father would want this?” he asked.
“I…my father isn’t here.”
He cocked his head. “It doesn’t bother you? I was his closest friend.”
“Should it bother me?” I whispered. “I don’t owe him anything.”
He pulled his hand back. Of course he did. Merrick was always in control of himself. Always perfect, always the Welsh King before anything else. Out of nowhere, anger flooded my body down to the soles of my feet.
“Fuck you,” I said softly.
His brow arced.
“Fuck you,” I repeated.
“Clara—”
“No,” I said, drawing back. “Fuck you, Merrick Llwyd.”
His eyes flashed and narrowed. “Watch it, Clara.”
“No,” I said, my patience ending abruptly. “I won’t beg for you, if that’s what you’re trying to get me to do. I’m not one of your women who are just so honored to sleep with the Brenin. I care about you, I want you, but I’ll be damned if I ever humiliate myself on my knees for you. So, if you’re planning on acting like a teenager who can’t make up his mind about what he wants, I suggest you fuck yourself and be satisfied with that.”
His throat flushed. His cobalt gaze was dark and wide.
“Don’t play with me. I am no one’s toy,” I whispered. “I’ll never fuck anyone who doesn’t want to fuck me back just as badly. I know my worth because you showed me it.”
“Clara, you—”
“Listen to me,” I snapped. If I was going to go down, I was doing it in style.
His jaw worked. “Go ahead.”
