The Scribe
“He tugged her into his chest and captured her lips with his own. Desire roared through his body, thick with tension after two hundred years of fasting and a lifetime of waiting. For her. For Ava.
Reshon.
Malachi knew as he held her. He could feel the power pulsing through his talesm, the bare skin over his heart aching to be marked by Ava’s magic. He could feel it singing over her skin, her touch igniting the fierce passion he’d buried for so long.
Backing Ava against the door, he curled his bo...dy over hers, bracing his arms on either side of her head, forcing her to look into his eyes.
“Do you want this? Say so now.” He dangled on the edge of forever. All he needed was a word.
He saw the edges of doubt cloud her eyes, but behind it was a desperate hunger that mirrored his own. He pressed closer.
“Do you want me, Ava?”
Malachi saw her mouth form the word before he heard it. “Yes.”
His control snapped.
Reaching down, he gripped her hips, lifting her against his chest as Ava wrapped her legs around his waist.MoreLess
Reshon.
Malachi knew as he held her. He could feel the power pulsing through his talesm, the bare skin over his heart aching to be marked by Ava’s magic. He could feel it singing over her skin, her touch igniting the fierce passion he’d buried for so long.
Backing Ava against the door, he curled his bo...dy over hers, bracing his arms on either side of her head, forcing her to look into his eyes.
“Do you want this? Say so now.” He dangled on the edge of forever. All he needed was a word.
He saw the edges of doubt cloud her eyes, but behind it was a desperate hunger that mirrored his own. He pressed closer.
“Do you want me, Ava?”
Malachi saw her mouth form the word before he heard it. “Yes.”
His control snapped.
Reaching down, he gripped her hips, lifting her against his chest as Ava wrapped her legs around his waist.MoreLess
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