Chapter 237

Touch, his beast urged.

No, I will not.

"Wake up, darling," Daemonikai coaxed gently.

"I don't want to." she protested, a dreamy smile on her lips.

Her hands drifted over her body, cupping her breasts, she flicked her nipples. She let out a soft whine.

A bolt of desire shot straight to his dick, his arousal back with a vengeance.

"Gods of the Grail," he swore.

"I really like this dream a lot," she cried with bliss, pinching her engorged nipples.

Daemonikai closed his eyes and counted to ten. Then, counted backward from ten.

Nope, his hard-on has declared a coup, raging full mast in his pants.

His beast, too, was one hundred percent on board...all too aware of her.

Emeriel took his hand, parting her thigh, she guided it between her open legs.

"Touch me, please," she murmured, rolling her hips desperately. "I've been hungry... so starved for you."

"Darling, you don't know—"

"I need you."

Younglings crying for food, an elder falling from a horse, another bloody war with the vamps.

The images didn't work. His restraint was slipping with each passing second, her dreamlike touches tugging him further under her spell.

need to wake

up and drew closer. "Come here," Leaning in, she

hand cupping her cheeks as he deepened it. Tongue sliding desperately against hers, his chest pressed

devour her. Climbing fully onto the bed, he moved her backward until her back pressed against the headboard. The kiss turned ravenous, wild, as he let the beast inside him out

her garment. Need to feel more. Need

wrenched her lips away from his. "This isn't a dream?" came the

pretend it's one." He reached

drew back, horror replaced lust, and she scrambled off the bed as though the sheets had caught fire. "No," shaking her head violently, she retreated several steps before stopping. "No, we can't. We can't." His fists clenched to keep from grabbing her from pulling her back into his arms where

at him, hunger clawed all over him, demanding to

extended

she took

Her footsteps echoed as she disappeared through

didn't follow.

motionless, something heavy

first time he'd ever seen true fear in her eyes, and it was because of their passion. She wanted him as much

I don't know how

...........

PRINCESS EMERIEL

him like the

herself far from anywhere

her Frostfall bedchambers, and even her quarters in Blackstone. Instead, she busied herself with errands. Tasks that kept her moving, distracting

to the homes of the sick, picked herbs,

spent her

Aekeira's chambers in Blackstone.

Bekka some food, she returned to the fortress

but could also feel stifling at times. Tonight, she'd insisted they leave

by one of the garden pathways, she paused. Her plants needed tending, and it had bothered

it was no

in bed and torment herself with memories of his sweet kisses all

she detoured into

watering can and set to work. The world fell away, and the quiet

lost in her routine she sensed

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