Her Mad Hatter (Paranormal-Fantasy Romance) Kingdom Series: Book 1) by Hall Marie

Author:Hall, Marie [Hall, Marie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Marie Hall
Published: 2013-12-02T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 8

Alice slept. Her silky black hair trailed along the white pillow like cracks in the earth and he ached to touch her. To kiss her gently awake. To watch her eyes grow soft and liquid with lust, with love.

Hatter gripped the door frame. Once he’d been certain she’d fallen asleep, he’d tiptoed back to her room and stood outside, watching. Hoping. Dreaming. Hating.

Hating his existence. Hating her for coming. For looking so much like the other one. Hating her because he needed her so much, knowing she’d leave him like all the rest.

Each Alice had been an adventure. Each wild, unpredictable incarnation had imprinted an indelible mark upon his soul. He remembered one who’d loved to fish out treasures from the sea and another who’d spun dresses from the cotton candy orchards. Some had sat three days locked away in their rooms, never venturing out, never trying to know him. He’d enjoyed some more than others and at the time had mourned their not staying.

In the end they’d all left, ripping out a piece of his soul. For a time, he’d grown excited knowing another Alice would come, dreaming the next one would be different. But after several years the constant parade had lost its zeal and he’d yearned for the moment they’d leave him to his solitude.

She sighed, and rolled over. Her outstretched arm pointed toward him. A wild sleeper, she’d moved from one corner of the bed to the other, as if seeking something, even in sleep. Her fingers curled and her mouth tipped down.

So damn beautiful.

Skin the color of wild spring honey with hair like shadow, hanging long and low, with the tiniest widow’s peak on her forehead. A short thing, this Alice barely reached the top of his chest. Petite, but full figured in a ripe, luscious way. Her hips flared out, and his heart pumped harder. She was the perfect size to hang onto while she rode him, passion gleaming from the depths of her big doe eyes.

Heat pooled in his groin. It grew stiff, frustratingly so. But he did not touch himself. He’d stopped doing that a long time ago, when the other Alice Hu had left. After her, he’d sworn never again. Never again would he allow himself to care because to do so would weaken him.

It’d been years since she’d left and, with time, he’d realized he’d not loved that Alice at all. He knew because he’d survived, but it was that knowledge that made him fear to love. Because though he’d not loved her, the weeks that had followed had been some of the worst in his life. Only Danika’s stubborn willfulness had brought him back from the fog of his mind.

The episode had so frightened Danika that she’d stopped bringing him Alices for a while and he’d reveled in the peace and quiet thinking surely Danika finally understood there was no match for the Hatter.

Hatter leaned against the door, his eyes drinking her in. His body trembled remembering the rush of heat and fire that’d blanketed him when she’d touched him and forced him to touch her.

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