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,"

from the bed, sitting up and drew closer. "Come

He returned the kiss, unrestrained, his hand cupping her cheeks as he deepened it.

her down and 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 to play. Not his literal beast, of course, but the one aching and straining in his pants. She clutched at his robes, her lips as

kiss, he reached for her garment. Need to feel more. Need to lay

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

He reached for those sexy

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

hunger clawed all over him, demanding to be sated. But that panic in her

he extended a

head again, she took another step back. "No...

turned and fled. Her footsteps echoed

follow.

heavy settling in his chest.

in her eyes, and it was because of their passion. She wanted him as much as he did her; he

know how to fix

...........

PRINCESS EMERIEL

avoided him

she kept herself far from

the gardens, her Frostfall bedchambers, and even her quarters

the sick, picked herbs, and made medicinal poultices. Trained hard

grounds, spent

Aekeira's chambers in Blackstone.

friend Bekka some food, she returned

Their presence was good, but could also feel stifling at times. Tonight, she'd insisted they

she paused. Her plants needed tending, and it had bothered her all day. "The workers are taking care of it," she muttered to

was

there to do than lie in bed and torment herself with

a sigh, she detoured

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

her routine she sensed

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