Ivy & Bone by R.L. Perez

Author:R.L. Perez
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Willow Haven Press

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PRUE

When Prue awoke, her body felt sticky and warm. It wasn’t unpleasant, but it was unusual, and it took her a moment to get her bearings and remember where she was.

As soon as she did, her head snapped up, her heart racing.

Sure enough, her body was sprawled over Cyrus’s, one leg draped over him. Her head had rested against his chest, which still rose and fell with deep breaths.

Oh, Goddess. Not again. Why was it so easy for her body to curl into his?

Her face burned at the memory of his hands on her the night before . . . and his fingers inside her . . .

Shame mingled with embarrassment, and she shut her eyes against the onslaught of unwanted desire burning up inside her. Goddess, why did she want him so badly? He was the devil. He was a ruthless killer.

And, technically, he was her husband. Which made this all the more complicated.

Biting her lip, Prue eased out of the blanket of ivy, extracting herself from Cyrus’s firm grip. Unfortunately, at the last second, her arm jostled his, and he startled awake, his eyes flying open. Prue turned away from him, snatching at her clothes that lay by the still-burning black fire. Thankfully, her shift was dry, and she slid it on quickly.

“It’s nothing I haven’t seen before,” Cyrus drawled, his voice low and husky from sleep. It made Prue’s stomach coil with heat.

“I’m freezing,” Prue said without looking at him. “I’d rather be dressed.”

“Maybe you should’ve stayed next to me. You know, for body heat.” She heard the amusement and smugness in his voice.

Gritting her teeth, Prue snatched her dress before tugging it on and wrestling with the buttons. “I’d rather not.”

Leaves shifted as Cyrus stood. The back of her neck prickled from the intensity of his stare, but she took her time fastening her buttons and continued to avoid his gaze.

At long last, he spoke. “Did I do something to offend you?”

Prue winced, grateful she had her back to him so he couldn’t see her expression. “Not at all.”

“Then, why won’t you look at me?”

Prue sighed, finally done dressing. With no more excuses to avoid him, she turned to face him, eyebrows lifted. She raised her arms. “There. Happy?”

Cyrus’s eyes narrowed as he scrutinized her. She tried not to let her gaze wander to the rippling muscles along his torso and arms or the stiff part of him that she longed to run her hands over.

Stop it, Prue, she ordered.

“You are angry,” Cyrus observed, still watching her. Assessing her. She didn’t like the way he looked at her. She felt if he stared long enough, he would unravel her soul piece by piece.

“I’m not,” she insisted.

Cyrus cocked his head. “Last night . . . Did it not please you?”

“No. Yes. I—” She groaned and ran her hands through her tangled hair. “It was a mistake. It shouldn’t have happened.”

Cyrus crossed his arms, his muscles bulging. “And why not? We are married.”

“That was also a mistake.” She shot him a dark look.

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