Page 22 of Allegiance

Hell.

No.

Instead, he began pulling off his clothing to get the oppressive material away from his burning flesh.

He desperately tried to get free of everything, but that bracelet.

For some reason, it simply wouldn’t come off even when it burned his flesh.

Well, screw it.

He moved at her instead and began tearing off Eve’s clothes in a mad dash to get to the fairy queen’s petite luscious body.

He needed her.

Her tits.

Her curves.

Her ass.

He needed to make sure she was real, and even while in the dream, that he could still partake in her.

Someone was out of control.

HIM.

Dakota had never craved anything as much in his whole life, and it scared him.

“I don’t understand why,” he whispered, as that desire rose up, choking him with lust and heat.

Eve was honest.

“Because I’m your soulmate,” she said, as he picked her up, and carried her to the moss. “Every fairy queen has one. You’re my chosen. All the women who came before me were just the bridge to get you to me.”

He ignored her words.

He had to.

The horror of what he did scared him to the depths of his body. If she really had been his soulmate, sending her away…

It damned him to a life alone.

His stubbornness had cost him the happiness he saw in everyone else and coveted.

She couldn’t be the one.

And yet, she felt like she was.

As he placed her on the bed of moss, he began leaving kisses down her body. Dakota began worshipping the queen of his heart.

When he reached her belly button, he heard two heartbeats and he assumed they were his and hers.

What else could it possibly be?

There was no point in paying attention to anything but what waited for him.

PLEASURE.

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