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“Is there some urgent scribing you—”
Brid was again cut off, this time by Rolan forcing her back against the door, his lips crashing into hers. His hands jerked her closer, even while his body pushed her back, and Brid felt a dizzying pleasure spiral from her belly up through her chest. “I’ve never known you,” Brid said as Rolan’s lips slid down to her jaw, “to skip all the teasing you so love like this, Master Rolan.”
“Seeing you in there with all of them, with all those old fools,” he murmured against her neck, “drove me wild. I couldn’t stand the way they looked at you.”
Brid couldn’t stop the surprised guffaw that came out of her. “I would call you many, many things, saer wizard, but jealous would never have made my list.” She angled her head to give him a grin. “Do you really care if some ancient hounds leer like they might want to fuck me?”
As a response, Rolan nipped at the soft skin below her ear, then spoke in a low voice, “It’s not jealousy—they didn’t look like they wanted to fuck you enough.”
Brid and Rolan get some fresh air at a party.
Series
- Part 7 of The Water Our Bed