This book is strictly 18+. ----- “No one is allowed to touch you,” he said, stepping back, hands clenching. “Not until the Binding Night.” Maris sat up slowly, her chest bare, her skin flushed with magical aftershocks. “Then why bring me here?” His eyes flickered. “Because I am not a holy creature.” He moved then, fast, soundless, and was suddenly kneeling at the foot of the bed, dragging her gently toward him by her hips. “But I can be yours,” he said. And lowered his mouth between her thighs. She gasped, sharp, involuntary, as his tongue made contact. It was not rushed, not desperate. ----------- Heartbroken and craving escape, Maris Kenn never expected a midnight walk in the forest to land her in a realm of wild fae orgies, pleasure-fueled magic, and immortal eyes that undress her with a single glance. But when she crosses the Veil during the legendary Moon Bloom Festival, she becomes the obsession of the Winter Prince, icy, untouchable, and deadly in his desire. He tastes her. Claims her. Breaks ancient law by making her come with nothing but his mouth, and marks her as his in front of the entire court. Now the fae whisper her name with lust and envy. Some want to seduce her. Others want to break her. And one, his dangerously beautiful ex, is ready to watch her burn. Maris has twelve nights before the Binding. Twelve nights of ritual sex, court seduction, magical trials… and the slow, irresistible fall into the arms of a prince who could destroy her with a kiss.