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She sht he didn’t want to talk He just wanted to read his book and enjoy Annwyl being beside hiht have been when he first saw her outside his cave, fighting for her life Or when she yanked his tail Or possibly when she swam naked in his lake In the end it didn’t matter It didn’t matter when he fell in love with her All he kneas that he loved her now And would love her until his ancestors called hiht of the too-short life span of the humans Or, at least of his Annwyl Even if she survived the Sibling War she still wouldn’t survive as long as Fearghus The thought of living without her cut hih his heart A very selfish part of him wished he could walk away from her Leave her to live her human life with some human male But when he looked at her, he realized that wasn’t possible She dipped her forefinger in the chalice of wine, leaned her head back, and let the wine drip into her open mouth He shook his head at the woman’s overt silliness Still, he couldn’t help but think about thatover his shaft and wiping the fluid off its head

Annwyl put her finger in her ave a little moan and she turned to look at him Oblivious, she winked at hi he could do, but it risked too ain No The queen would be his last resort She was always his last resort

The air shifted in front of her as the blade slashed by her throat With a laugh, she danced back several steps and brandished her tords He attacked and she blocked the roin He stopped her, catching hold of her ankle, then flipping her up and over She landed face down but forced her body up and et his hands on her

Annwyl really did have herself to bla out "If you can take me, you can have me" before their swords clashed was, in retrospect, probably a bad idea She really should stop challenging the ht

Her father always accused her of ht If she wanted the knight, she could have easily taken hi, he had been more than ready She knew it and he never said a word to her But she realized now that she liked the challenge She likedhim work for it And work he did

He knocked one of her swords out of her hand, so she backhanded hier away froe past higled to get away froling body into his chest with one arm With the other he twisted her wrist until she dropped her sword

"Seeuess I can have you"

"Let rowled in frustration, loving the feel of his ar into her back

He forced her up against a tree, her back still to him He leaned in close and whispered in her ear, "I’d hate to think the future ruler of Dark Plains would not keep her pros off

Hours he spent creating the spell that would drag Annwyl froht to his lair Days he spent gathering all the necessary ingredients He even had to sacrifice one of his favorite acolytes who, tragically for hiin blood opened the doorway between space and time And that’s when he saw her Stark naked and astride some male She rode hiainst the man’s body Hefaidd-Hen’s view took in her back and he could see heras she came closer and closer to release He could see the sheen of sweat on her tanned skin, the sweat drenched hair draping across her rippling muscles He could hear her ers neared her, about to touch her flesh She was nearly his But Lorcan burst in Stor Hefaidd-Hen’s immediate response to his presence

With his concentration broken, the doorway slaer

And Hefaidd-Hen turned all his fury toward the Butcher of Garbhán Isle

Fearghus snatched Annwyl’s naked, sweaty body protectively to hiotten the stubborn, de before, but he had to ignore her Soy surrounded him A presence Not quite human He looked around him and sniffed the air

"What? What is it?" She reached for her sword, but he stopped her

They were alone in his glen again But a dark sense of foreboding invaded his very soul at that e Forever

He looked at Annwyl She stared at hiht?"

He didn’t answer her Instead he kissed her collarbone and stretched back out, his hard, de ck still inside her "Finish what you started, woht"