Desire in His Blood (Brides of the Kylorr Book 1) by Zoey Draven

Author:Zoey Draven [Draven, Zoey]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2022-10-31T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 27

Azur

Fascinated, I watched the way the emotions flitted over my wife’s face. The bewilderment, the realization, the hope, the joy. Even the wariness when she thought I might pull my hand away. That reaction had cut me deeper than I’d thought it would, making me realize just how much of a monster she thought me to be.

She still didn’t trust me because I’d never given her a reason to.

“I am sorry,” I told her. Apologizing the way my own mother had taught me to. Holding one’s eyes, looking deep, and not rushing the words. Elongating them, even, dragging them out until they were gentle and soft.

Gemma’s gaze widened but she never looked away. As if she’d never even fathomed that I knew how to apologize for my actions. If only she’d known the terror that Kythel and I had been growing up in this keep, making trouble wherever we’d gone.

“I was cruel that night. And all the nights before,” I added gruffly. “I had no right to say that you were trying to manipulate me. What I do think is that you’re trying to adapt to Laras…to me. I haven’t made it easy. I had my own reasons for it. But I know that we cannot continue like this or else we will tear each other apart.”

Her eyes flickered in knowing. Understanding.

“You are not a prisoner here,” I said softly. “You are my wife. The Kylaira of Laras. No one is allowed to deny you anything. Least of all me.”

Gemma’s lips were parted. She seemed to have forgotten the storm because when a booming howl of wind—which sounded like thunder in the distance—shook the windows, she didn’t even blink.

“You’ll let me call my sisters?” she asked, as if she needed to make absolute sure what I was offering.

“Yes,” I said.

Gemma snagged the Halo from my grip before I could blink, cradling it into her hands like it was a precious gem. She was wearing one of her new dresses, I was pleased to realize. Though I knew dozens of pants and vests and tunics had been among her massive order—no doubt thanks to my sister—she still chose dresses during the day. Which, in my endless frustration, had led to rampant fantasies of slipping my hand up her skirts to find her bare.

“I—I didn’t tell you about my mother to make you feel…to make you feel like…” She trailed off, biting her lip in indecision as she floundered for how best to say the words.

I pressed my lips tight, feeling my fangs dig into my bottom lip. “I know, Gemma.”

She looked down at the orb, which fit perfectly in her palm though it had felt like a marble in my own fingers. It should’ve been concerning how perfectly she fit in my arms, how soft and comforting her weight felt nestled in my lap, how quiet it was in the confines of my wings. The hunger was difficult to ignore, given how her scent filled the space, how the heat and rush of her blood called to me, beckoning me forward.

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