Page 41 of Original Sins (Dark Odyssey 6)

“Your first kiss always belongs to you. It’s something you should give, and it shouldn’t be stolen or taken. So yes, I am asking. Will you give it to me?”

A lusty feeling steals over me. It conflicts with the sweetness in his words and the tenderness in his gaze.

What’s making me lust after him is how perfect he is. Suddenly the pleasure I previously felt coiling in my belly pulses through my veins.

I can’t think of anything better than getting to kiss him.

“Yes,” I reply, and with that, he lowers to my lips.

As he presses his mouth against mine, raw need meets pure desire, whispering to every secret part of me. It sets my entire body aflame with the fires of pleasure.

A sweet, tantalizing sensation luxuriates over my body in overlapping waves when we start to kiss, and my brain tumbles into overdrive.

Shivers build in my soul when he cups my face to deepen the kiss, and his tongue pushes into my mouth, forcing mine to dance with his.

The powerful sensation shatters my nerves, and every inch of my being comes alive with raw energy.

I moan into his mouth, and that’s when he releases me.

“We better leave it there, Duchess. I don’t want to break those terms of the contract before we’ve even begun.” He grins.

My lips still burn from where he kissed me, and I want more.

Georgiou shuffles, and I look at him, realizing he was just watching us the whole time. He looks okay with us kissing the way we did.

He leans in toward me, and I think he might take his turn to kiss me, but he doesn’t.

Instead, he points to his cheek.

“One here,” he says.

“You don’t want an actual kiss?”

“I do, but I won’t rob either of you of the memory of your first kiss. You can kiss me all you want tomorrow.”

He beckons to me again to kiss his cheek, so I do, and once again, I can’t resist the smile that comes to me.

He smiles too, and I remark again at how weird this is, but at the same time,not.

“We’ll send a car to get you tomorrow at six pm,” he informs me. “We’d like you to spend weekends with us and stay at our place at night from seven onwards. There will be instances where we’ll send for you during the day, but we’ll let you know beforehand so it won’t mess with your plans. Does that sound okay?”

“Yes, that’s perfect.”

“Good, by the same token, just let us know if you have any prior engagements.”

Like my actual engagement, the thought makes me sick. “I have one weekend where I have a family thing, but it’s not for the whole weekend. Just the Friday and Saturday.” Dad will be here on the Friday of that week and will, of course, expect to see me. Then Saturday is the party. “That’s it. I’m free otherwise.”

“That’s fine. We’re flexible. See you tomorrow, Duchess.”

“See you tomorrow.”

Henry winks at me, and I watch the two leave. I take a moment to gather myself, then I leave too and race to the room I left Cordelia in.

She looks like a walking timebomb. When she sees me, she shrieks, and it sounds like a combo of excitement and worry.

She rushes over to me for a hug and keeps hold of my shoulders when we pull apart.

“You saw what happened to me,” I say foolishly.

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