Golems are known to have their own set of magic.
His words echo against the back of my mind from that night we spied on him in Agnor. I shift on the rug, feeling a bit guilty now that Golem and I were listening in on his group.
Should I tell him? Would he be upset?
I was upset when I learned they were spying on me in return. Are him and Desmond doing it still?
“You have this face you make when you go into your own thoughts,” Keane looks down at me in amusement, “I can see your mind racing right now behind that pretty face of yours, Alexis.”
I squeeze his thighs and look up at him. He looks good kneeling over me with his sculpted torso and his black pants slipping just below his hips. They look like they may come down at any time, and I find myself secretly wishing that they do.
“You didn’t let me touch you…”
“The marks on my back say otherwise.”
“Keane,” I shake my head, “you know what I mean.”
Keane chuckles and lifts a hand to our right, pulling on something I can’t see instead of answering.
“It’ll get cold soon,” he smiles down at me, brown hair falling forward. I find myself wanting to spend the rest of the night with my hands in that hair and playing with its softness.
“Do you not want me to?” I ask quietly, genuinely.
Keane shakes his head with another chuckle.
“Alexis, I crave your touch more than you could possibly know,” he brings his mouth slowly down to mine and nips at my bottom lip, “but the moment I let you touch me is the moment I know there will be no Shadow Oak.”
“That’s not fair,” I whisper.
He smiles and snakes his hand around my neck, pressing our lips together before his tongue demands entry. I let him kiss me deeply until that feeling of pure desire seeps back between my legs.
Blessed Ancients.How am I going to get any sleep tonight?
“I found my release, Alexis,” he whispers softly against my lips, “how could I not when you were screaming my name so perfectly?”
I gasp at his words and push my hands against his chest.
“You’re bad, Keane.”
“Mhmm, very bad,” he grins, brown eyes alight, “you’ll soon find that out.”
My breath literally catches in my chest.
There is no damn way I am getting any sleep tonight. Not with him so near. Not after experiencing the things he can do to me… to my body.
As if reading my mind or reading my eyes, Keane smiles and releases me from his overwhelming presence. He falls to the ground at my side, and it’s then that I realize he was pulling his bedroll closer to mine, the Prince dipping under the covers as I sigh and do the same.
Once I’m settled and warm under the blankets, Keane sneaks his arm around my waist and pulls me into his chest, drawing my back into his body. I freeze at the gesture and go stiff under his arm, feeling as he pulls me in closer and presses his hips into the curve of my ass. The intimacy of it all is foreign to me, but I quickly relax into his hold and enjoy the feel of his strong body enveloping mine.
Sleep tries to find me but I’m not surprised when it doesn’t. My body is still flushed and humming, a true compliment to Keane and his wicked hands and mouth, and though my body is thoroughly sated, my mind is starting to scatter all over again.
I find myself wishing that the two of us were drifting off under the lights of Fumagalli, not laying here with my thoughts about the Plains and who might try to sneak up on us in the night. I also start thinking of tomorrow and my search, wondering how long I’ll be in the dark depths of another library and if anything will come of it this time.
Two yearsof looking for something that contains those damn words.Two yearsof always coming up short.
“I didn’t do my job well enough if you’re still awake, Alexis,” Keane murmurs quietly against my hair.
I nestle closer into his body and feel his arm tighten in return.
