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"Mhm," Graeson hummed, his hands dipping lower. His fingers danced across her inner thigh, so close yet so far. "I believe that our gifts are often a reflection of what we desire the most. Take you, for instance; you can manipulate mindsbecause you like to be in control--youcraveit. But have you ever let someone else be in control when it comes to fulfilling your needs?"

Kallie bit her lip and shook her head.

"That's what I thought." He smiled wider, and Kallie could have melted because of it. "Remember, keep your eyes on me."

His hands wrapped beneath her legs, and he tossed her legs over his shoulder. A small yelp escaped her lips as he tugged her toward him in one smooth, fluid movement.

Then, Graeson devoured her, completely and utterly, as if he was a man starved.

She had said that she was no man's to claim. But as he lapped at her center and forced her back to arch, she could do nothing but moan his name aloud.

Control was her vice, and Graeson was her savior.

She had waited for years for someone who would take control, but her gift had prevented her from finding them. Whenever she needed something before, all Kallie had to do was command it. But she couldn't command Graeson.

She couldn't make him touch her in the ways she wanted.

She couldn't make him give her what she wanted.

She was entirely at his mercy.

And there was some relief in not having to dictate every move someone made. Not that he even needed her to as he drove her closer and closer to the edge with his tongue.

Graeson needed no direction because he could read her reactions, even the smallest ones, without her explaining them. Like he always had been able to do.

So Kallie did not care to fight him as her control was relinquished from her. As his every touch, every lick, every bite, set her entire body aflame.

She let him wipe her concerns and worries away. She didn't think about what tomorrow would bring. She let Graeson erasethe entire world for her. Because at that moment, there was only him and her.

As his tongue danced across her sensitive skin, her fingers dug into his hair. Her hips bucked, needing more of him, craving more. As he eagerly answered her plea, Kallie knew it was too much yet not nearly enough all at once.

His fingers pressed against her thighs. He hummed, and the vibration sent a wave of sensation crawling up her body. Her toes curled, and her head slammed into the pillow despite his command to watch him.

Kallie was rendered helpless as he brought her over the edge. And with him, she gladly jumped over it.

She didn't care how loud she was as she screamed out in pleasure. Nor did she care that it was Graeson's name on her lips. Nor that it felt as if she was staking a claim she did not deserve.

She cared about none of the consequences that awaited her as her vision blurred and a myriad of stars danced across the ceiling, twirling and spinning.

All she cared about was the satisfied grin on his face when he lifted his head and said, "Thatis how a goddess should be worshiped."

Chapter 53

MYRA

"Who was that woman?"Laurince asked in a hushed tone as they hurried through the dungeon as fast as they could.

"A seer," Myra said, swallowing down the tears that threatened to spill.

"Awhat?" he sputtered.

"She can see bits of the future."

"How is that even possible?" Laurince hissed.

"Come on. We have to hurry, right?" Myra asked, unable to offer him a sufficient explanation that he would be able to understand. If they escaped this godsforsaken castle alive, she would explain everything.

With every step, Rian moaned in agony, but he was still unable to walk without at least Laurince or Myra's help. So when they hit the stairs, they ascended the steps much slower than either of them wanted.

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