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“Draven,” I said, my voice small. “I think I've scorched the sheets.”
He sat up, looking down at the bed where my hands had just been clasping the fabric.
Black marks were seared into the silk on each side of us.
“Well, that answers that question.”
“What question?”
“You've been suppressing your power and it needed to come out. Somehow.” He met my eyes and grinned. “You didn't set us on fire, don't worry.”
“Yes, but...” I began.
“No buts,” he growled playfully, nipping at my breasts. “You needed this. In more ways than one.”
“True,” I agreed. “But...”
But Draven was already flipping me onto my stomach. One hand reached between my legs, then slid up to make a slow teasing circle around my clit. I gasped.
“How many scorch marks do you want to leave Breena?” he asked in a lazy voice.
“How many do you think is the right amount?” I gasped again as his other hand cupped my breast, rubbing a thumb over a puckered nipple.
“I’d say at least five sets to make it even,” he whispered, his breath hot against my ear. “We’d better get started.”
CHAPTER 22
Iwoke up the nextmorning alone. My hair was in knots and I smelled of sex. A great deal of it.
Padding to the bathing room, I reluctantly washed Draven’s scent from my body, then pulled on a sleeveless white tunic and loose-fitting black pants with a silver belt.
I was just fastening the belt around my waist and contemplating breakfast when there was a knock at the door.
“Good morning.” It was Crescent. Behind him stood Odessa, looking faintly bored.
“Did we have plans today?”
