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Eyes to See, Ears to Hear
“If I ever let you go, fully out of my sight, and you got hurt, I’d never forgive myself.” He murmured. Making me recall what I’d just asked him.
Why won’t you just let me go?
“But it’s okay to take me and turn me over to your king?”
He was quiet. “Stop trying to fight with me, Fiere.”
“Or, what?”
“Or, I’ll make you feel all the things I feel when I’m inside you.”
My eyes widened in horror.
I didn’t want to know. I shook my head adamantly. Going deathly still.
He laughed coldly. “Nice try. That’s not going to work either.”
“What?”
“Playing dead. I’ll not have a woman who’s not melting when I touch her.”
“A woman?”
“You know well, I mean you.” He caught my shoulder and twisted me over him as he rolled. Bringing me atop him.
Before I could take the opportunity to leap up and bolt, he was guiding me back down over him. Grunting at the sheer sensation of being swallowed into
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