Shadow's Dagger [Hari: The Princes of Nilan'dane 2] (Siren Publishing Classic ManLove) by Violet Joicey-Cowen

Author:Violet Joicey-Cowen
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Romance
Published: 2014-04-23T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

Barli

The tighter Bel held me, the more I felt as though I were breaking apart. How could he ever forgive me for the first time I attacked him, let alone now that I had done it again? Why did he hold me as though he never wanted to let me go?

Tears ran freely down my face for the first time in so long, and they seeped into Bel’s still-wet hair.

Then what he was saying began to push its way through my misery. He had said what I had done to him was amazing.

What?

He couldn’t have said that. I loosened my arms from around him and pushed him away by the shoulders. I couldn’t look at him.

“No, Barli, no.” He clung to me fiercely.

“I can’t—”

“Don’t you dare leave me again!”

“I can’t think while you are naked.” That brought him up short. He looked down at himself. He must have forgotten he had no clothes on when he had thrown himself at me to prevent me from leaving.

“Oh.” His face and upper chest flushed red. He looked up at me, then back down at himself a couple of times, before lunging for his robe, which had slithered from the bed at some point from where I had originally flung it. I got a very nice, if too brief view of his ass as he bent to retrieve the robe from the floor. “Um…better?” he asked, still blushing, once he had belted it around his middle.

I considered the robe, knowing he wore nothing underneath it and our previous encounters when he had been wearing it. “I guess.” Really not. I wanted him naked again, and he was so close to naked that I was not entirely sure that the robe counted.

I paced toward him and reached for his neck. He stared up at me with those big, dark eyes while I eased the tangle of damp hair from under the neckline of the robe and let it fall onto his back. His pulse jumped at his neck, and this close I could feel his breathing speed up.

“Where is your hairbrush?”

“Huh?” He looked adorable all confused. My mouth quirked at his blank look.

“Your hairbrush. Where is it?”

He went over to one of his packs and fished around in it for a moment. The brush was in his hand when he straightened. “Uh, here?”

I took it from him and pulled the chair from beside the bed, turning it. “Sit, please.”

Bel lowered himself into the chair, oddly quiet and obedient. I ran the brush through his hair, working out the tangles which had been made worse by the events that had just taken place on the bed. I needed the time to sort out my thoughts.

He tilted his head slightly when I began speaking, so I knew he was listening. “You…liked what just happened?”

“Yes.”

“And, what happened between us the first time?”

“Yes. Should I deny that?”

“No! I need to know the truth.”

“That is the truth, Barli.” My name, soft on his lips, sounded so good. He had said it so quietly as he finished.

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