That’s what my head screams as I bury my lips in Serena’s like a dying man.
She tastes just as good as I remember. But to her, this is new.
I could melt. I could die here and now.
Instead, I slip my tongue into her mouth, unable to control myself, like I’ve never kissed a girl before. Way too eager.
Calm down, Zadyn. You’re in public, and this is just for show. This is a safety measure. Show some fucking restraint.
But then she bites my lip and makes this…thisnoise,and something in me just snaps. I need to hear it again. I shove her back into the wall, allowing the length of my body to press against hers.
I lose myself in the mouth that haunts my dreams, taking as much as I can and still needing more. When the sound of the soldier’s boots dissipates, I break away, gasping, praying she doesn’t look down.
My eyes peel open. She’s staring at my mouth, wearing the glamour I cast on her, speechless for once—which feels like a victory in and of itself. But I’m already mourning the loss of her lipson mine.
I could kiss her again. I could make it very clear that I could do this all day long and never be sick of it.
But something—the very last of my reasoning—forces me to back away and lead her to the inn.
Where we are sharing a room.
Wonderful.
I can’t be alone with her. Not right now, not until I’ve had a chance to…calm down.
I tug her through the streets, saying nothing because what can you really say when you’ve got a Hound tracking you and you’re not supposed to be using magic but you do anyway because you love the girl they’re after but then for good measure you decide that making out against the side of a building with a raging hard-on would be a good cover?
I deposit her in Mar’s room, leaving her with some wimpy excuse she can undoubtedly see through.
“I’ll be right down. I just have to grab something from upstairs.”
She nods, briefly meeting my gaze. I’m dying to know what she’s thinking. Dying to take a peek into her mind. But I refrain.
I take the steps up to our floor two at a time. As soon as I’ve closed the door behind me, I lean against it, taking deep breaths, palming my cock through my pants to fight the growing ache.
Get a grip.
I push off the door and move over to the desk, gripping the edges until the base urge within me lets up, and I can think past my raging lust.
This issonot normal.
And I know exactly why.
* Cue:If You’re Too Shy (Let Me Know)-Editby the 1975
44
SERENA
“Why are you all flushed?” Mar asks as I slip into her room.
Because Zadyn just backed me into a wall, groped my ass, and kissed me, and now all I can think about is doing it again.
“Soldiers,” I flub, pointing toward the door. She arches an auburn brow. “There are Vod soldiers out there with wanted signs.”
“Ugh, not again.”
Kai and Dover are in the middle of a chess match, Eaton caught between them.
