Page 75 of Deucalion Academy: Pawn Of The Gods (The Dominions)

Sweet, placid calm blanketed me like a lake’s still surface. All my worries, fears, pain, and doubts sank into the depths—buried where the sun would never reach. All that mattered now is—

“You.”

He smiled, and I did too. A wide, beaming smile for how happy I was to have pleased him.

“Call me Calix, sweet one.”

“Call me sweet one.” Grasping his chin, I guided him back to my bosom. “Call me whatever you want.”

“You’ll be my friend tonight, won’t you?”

“Yes.”

“Cater to my needs?”

“Yes.”

“Warm my bed?”

The fog thickened in my mind—so nice and soothing as I would be to him tonight. Taking all his troubles away. “Yes.”

“And above all, we won’t talk. We’ll do anything, but talk.”

“Yes, Calix.”

Suddenly he was gone—ripped from my arms. I cried out, chasing after him.

“Calm yourself, sweet one.” Calix reclined on the armchair. “Sit on my lap.”

I did so happily. Snuggling against his chest, I asked myself if a moment could ever be more perfect than this.

“Look at me.”

Our gaze locked—his capturing mine though I ached to trace every part of him. The cute wrinkle between his thick brow. The cloudy, unfocused haze in his citrine eyes. The curve of his lips as they closed the distance.

Calix kissed me. Gentle, honeyed, and teasing, he nipped for entrance and it all rushed in.

Crashing, coursing, exploding—heat erupted in my chest, my soul, and the very core of my being. He was melting me. His tongue tangled with mine to turn up the furnace and melt me from the inside out, so I’d always be his and his alone. That was the only explanation for the wetness pooling between my legs.

Who knew after eight hellish years and the worst night of my life, something amazing was waiting for me?

It was Calix.

It was love.

“Hey, Cal? Are you up here?”

Who was that?I thought, pulling my love closer still.

“Cal, man. Speak up. I know you’re here.”

I frowned into our kiss.Why wouldn’t they go away?! Didn’t they know Calix had everything he needed? Me.

“Cal— What the fuck?” Rough hands snaked around my waist, tearing me away from Calix.

My scream echoed through the rafters.

“What the hell are you doing, Cal!”

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