Page 140 of A Requiem of Fire and Ice

“Go on…”

His hands tighten on my wrists, keeping them high above my head. “You have one day out of the week to escape. Any day you choose. You have a minute when the bell rings high in the tower.” He leans in closer, sucking the breath out of me and breathing ashen death into my lungs. “Windows and doors are unlocked, and the guards can only watch.”

I squirm, and the throbbing of my clit shudders when the creases on his jeans rub against it. “The catch?”

“When that minute is up, anyone who saw you can send me the information about your location. Then, I will hunt you—only me. Anyone who tries will die. And if you can escape the Kingdom of Flesh without me catching you, you’re free. You won’t see me ever again.”

“Is that all?”

“Agree to these terms, and you can go wherever you want, and your door will always be open for you to roam with at least Astin watching over you. It’s better than any other offer I will give you, Pandora.”

If I escape, I will never see Reen again. My throat tightens at the thought. However, the idea of spending three years in a room and only seeing sunlight during training regimens makes his deal sound like an oasis.

“Do you have any more cake left?” I say.

He smiles, and his eyes crinkle. “I can get you some more when we leave here.”

Reen releases his hold and moves his knee down until I’m planted on the ground.

“One more thing,” I say.

He arches a brow. “What?”

I grab his jacket and pull him toward me until his lips find mine. Tasting him, a new sense of excitement burns through me, and a moan I never thought would come out does, and my breath hitches as I feel how much the kiss means to him.

“Oh fuck, Reen,” I say as he lifts me until my legs settle against his hips, wrapping around him. “You’re an addiction.”

His hand moves between us, slipping through my underwear and clamping my clit. Reen presses his hand on the stone wall, a sharp breath hissing out of his mouth. It causes a smile on my face knowing that he’s feeling how fucking good he’s making me.

“You’re going to come undone so fucking fast it’s going to make me want to fucking strangle you, isn’t it?” he says.

My tongue swipes against his. “Then slow. Fuck the cake. This is what’s going to make me agree to your terms, so let me salivate in it.”

Reen stares daggers down at me. “You’re the one who fucking orgasms in under a minute. I’m the one who needs you to keep your shit together.”

I wrap my arms around his shoulders and tighten my legs around him until his fingers are wholly inside my pussy. Leaning to the side, I kiss him, my teeth grazing his lower lip. I bite harder, tasting crimson while his fingers move inside me, gliding across the walls.

“Pandora?”

My eyes widen, and I look down the hallway at Xavier. He leaves the room to the right, blatantly staring at me while I am pinned against the wall and Reen with his fingers inside me.

“Oh, fuck me,” I hiss.

Reen pinches my chin with his thumb and forefinger, guiding me back until I gaze at him. “Eyes on me.”

A wicked grin spreads across my face. I bury my head into his shoulder, closing my eyes so I don’t see Xavier.

“What the fuck, Pandora!”

Heat blazes from the right of me, throbbing against my cheek. I sit up, my eyes on Reen and the feeling of his fingers pumping in and out of me. But in the corner of my eye, a wall of fire blocks Xavier from leaving.

“You, kid,” Reen says, his red eyes rolling in his direction, and with an unsettling look on his face, he stares at Xavier, “are going to watch me pleasure Pandora until you fucking realise that how you treated her was unacceptable.”

“She wanted it as much as I!” Xavier says.

I glare at him, wanting to tell him all the times I told him “no,” when Reen lures my focus back onto him. He silently tells me it doesn’t matter, which causes me to lean in and give in to Reen.

His fingers pump in and out while our mouths go to war. A tongue so delicate, hot and fucking wet gets me going as I grind up against him. The taste of him tasting me, fuck me, it’s a novel experience. I feel how much I turn him on. It’s delicious as honey, but hot, raw and emotionally connected.