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Although, to be fair, Hades wasn’t Williah some sort of shady, supernatural adoption But to be even fairer, that kind of uy? Seriously?

"Don’t," she begged "Please, don’t do this"

Hades had hurt her? No big surprise, and yet Torin cracked his knuckles Whatever was done to her will be revisited on the male a hundredfold

"Shh" In an effort to cal the curve of her jaw This isn’t forto myself now?

He ainst a thousand more waves of bliss, each headier than the last "I’ to happen to you, princess I won’t let it"

"I love you You love please"

He stiffened, several facts beco crystal clear Hades was the fiancé she’d uy Had begged for it

Jealousy Yes, he felt it Jealousy, and not indigestion He could deny the truth no longer However, he would not tolerate such an e to him, and never would Because even if they worked out their problems--not likely--he would never be able to satisfy her What he had to offer would never be enough

He’d learned that the hard way

To watch discontent settle in her eyes? He would rather die

Experienced enough humiliation on that front

"Helpless," she whispered "So helpless Trapped"

"Shh," he said again "I’ve got you I’ anywhere"

"Torin?" Her head tipped toward hi against the curling ends of her hair Wet, the strands appeared honey-brown rather than blue

Will look so pretty wrapped around ht, take her mouth with a skill she’s never before encountered and--

Nothing

He pushed out a ragged breath, only then realizing the water had cooled significantly

Had her fever broken at last?

He lifted her out of the spring and eased her onto a patch of grass, tense with dread as he waited for the blades to wither When one reen, he relaxed

His gaze slid over her The color of her skin had vastly ione But her dress was plastered to her skin, outlining every ainhave to look away But no lued to her Her breasts were luscious, in need of kneading Her nipples were beaded, practically begging to be sucked Her sto water to settle inside her navel