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    Gwyneth thinks she’d have a quiet night by the fire, but to her infinite surprise, Azriel arrives at her door wounded and… well, he doesn’t really know exactly why he’s at her door either.

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    “You misunderstand, Alina,” Nikolai licks his lips. “I’m not giving you to the Darkling.”

    “Oh?”

    “We intend to share you,” Aleksander’s nose skims the vulnerable junction of her neck, voice low enough that she feels it scrape in her bones.

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    16 Jun 2021

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    "When is a monster not a monster?
    Why, when you love it, of course."

     

    Written for Darklina Week 2021 - Day 6: Favorite Quote • King & Queen • Monster

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    12 Jun 2021

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    "I don't want to force you to beg," he says, an echo of her own threat against him, and she unspools just a little bit more. Part of her should be vexed at those words, especially from him, but instead they only incense her desire, fanning the flames dancing along her skin.

    "I haven't done enough?" she asks through gritted teeth, keeping her eyes fixed to the ornate chandelier affixed above the war table.

    Aleksander hums. "More than enough."

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    12 Jun 2021

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    “Relax your hands,” he said, low and patient. Frustrated, she forced herself to comply. The mare snorted and tossed her head, but her steps slowed. “Good.”

    Saints, it was lucky her cheeks were already so red; it meant he couldn’t see the way he made her blush. He was talking to the horse as much as he was to her and she knew that, but it didn’t matter. The word was as heavy as a physical touch. She shivered, embarrassed and unnerved by her reaction.

    “General—”

    “Aleksander,” he corrected, still in that same low voice. Sobha’s ears flickered, chasing the sound. “Just relax. You’re tense, and it’s making Sobha nervous.”

    Or: Alina rides a horse, and then something else entirely.

    (The Darkling. She rides the Darkling.)

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    12 Jun 2021