Orsa
“You can’t look at me like that with everyone sitting around us.”
“Look at you like what?” he asked, closing the doors to his chambers behind us.
Our chambers. I turned to look at his eyes, glowing like the first rays of morning sunlight on the bark of a cedarwood tree. He came to stand in front of me. The rain still poured outside, I could hear it thumping down on his marble balcony that looked out onto the back of the palace gardens. Where the lemon trees were, I thought, smiling to myself.
“With so much desire in them. If you keep looking at me like that, I won’t be able to help myself, Kai. I’ll mount you where you sit.”
He curled his fingers around my neck, holding me gently and my eyes closed. Goddess, I remembered every detail of what happened in the tent before the fir
