Page 4 of Exiled Prince

“This is moving kind of fast.”

His lip twitches, his dark eyes softening. “When you’re in trouble, I’ll save you. I don’t care how high maintenance you are, I will provide for you. And you can talk all you fucking want. I will hang onto every word. Trust me.”

He’s really not making this easy.

I guess this means I have to cancel the date I had planned with that sexy merman tomorrow night.

When Bane growls and thunder crackles outside, I realize I’ve said that out loud. Shit.

The temperature in the room drops, so I move closer to him to steal some of his warmth. His dark eyes soften slightly, and he brings his muscular arms around me, moving us so he’s on the edge of the bed and I’m on his lap. I’m not a small woman, but he lifts me like I weigh nothing.

“You won’t be going on any more dates, Sunshine,” he says, his soft lips brushing my ear. “Unless they are with me.”

Sunshine?

Okay, that’s kind of cute.

“You’re so beautiful,” he continues, his tone turning husky.

“Thank you,” I reply, swallowing hard. “I like your tattoos. Some of them are runes?”

Runes contain magic. But there’s a price, give and take, andusually, some kind of sacrifice must be given.

Bane tilts his head to the side as he studies me. “Some of them are magical runes, yes. I started getting the tattoos to cover the scars I didn’t like, but…” he trails off, frowning. “I’ve never admitted that to anyone.”

“Well, thank you for telling me,” I whisper. My gaze moves to some red rope hanging off his armoire. He follows my line of sight, swallowing hard before looking back at me.

There’s a sudden gruffness in his voice. “Now that I’ve found you, I’m not going to let you go. You know that, right?”

“Bane…” I trail off, trying to find the right words.

He rubs the back of his neck, his eyes returning to the red rope—the tension in the room building.

Is he going to try and tie me up to keep me here?The thought both interests and makes me angry simultaneously.

“I just need a little bit of time,” I reply, wrapping my gloved hands around his tatted neck while he touches the purple flower in my hair. “Is that the game we’re playing?”

It’s not a game.

Just the way he’s looking at me is so possessive, and while it sends a thrill straight to my clit, it’s not going to work with my plans right now.

But maybe I can allow myself a taste.

Moving on my knees to straddle him, I skim my mouth across his. He takes full advantage, his hand tightening around my jaw, keeping me in position. His hold is firm but not painful. It’s dominant and sexy as hell.

His tongue slips between mine, and I’m lost to him.

Bracing myself against his chest, I feel his thick, hard cock pressing against me, straining against his battle leathers.

He’s blessed, let me tell you that much.

Yeah, I’m thinking the fates do like me.

I’m so wet I’m ready to strip us both naked and ride himlike he’s never been ridden before when I hear a growling sound in the room with us. We still. Then, before I can even process what’s happening, Bane stands and pushes me behind him.

“Step away from my sister,” Salem barks, appearing out of nowhere and becoming corporal. At least he didn’t stay invisible because that shit creeps me out.

“Salem—”

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