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He lodges one of his legs between my thighs. My cheeks heat when I realize I’m wet right there and that wetness is getting on his leg.

Mortification rolls through me. I swear I did not have an accident, and yet that is what it seems like.

I know you didn’t, little witch.Memnon’s voice cuts through my thoughts.

Gods! You heard that?

He laughs against my lips as he continues to kiss me, the sound warming me from the inside out.

Sully my leg all you want, Roxi. I like it.He moves the leg in question, rubbing it against the apex of my thighs, and I gasp as sensation rolls through me.

I break off the kiss to stare up at him in wonder. “What was that?” I ask softly.

Memnon arches a brow. “What, this?” He moves his leg again, and my eyes widen and my lips part.

“Yes.”

He laughs again, the sound full of masculine pride.

“I’m not entirely sure,” he says. “We’d better explore this further.”

I have no idea whether he’s teasing me or being earnest, but I nearly cry out in protest when he removes his now-damp thigh from between mine. Memnon shifts himself, moving slowly down my body, pressing reverent kisses to my skin as he goes. At the hollow of my throat, between my breasts, then beneath them…

“What are you doing?” I ask uncertainly.

His mouth skims over my stomach.I could tell you, but I’d rather show you.His lips slide past my belly button to the soft skin beneath it.

I tense as they move lower still, over my pubic bone, then?—

I gasp when his mouth touches something that makes my body jolt in reaction.“Memnon.”

Is this the place where my leg moved against you?

My cheeks burn with my embarrassment. Thatisthat same place where his leg was.You don’t need to put your mouth there,I say, flustered. Doing so seems…perverse.

I feel him pout against my skin.I thought you said I could kiss you anywhere?

I did, but…

But not here?He dips his head, and his lips stroke my inner folds.

I hiss out a breath. “Memnon.” His name comes out as a whimper.

I can stop, he says, even as he slides his arms beneath my thighs.

I get up on my forearms to better see him.Why do you sound so sneaky?I ask.

His eyes meet mine down the expanse of my body, and desire burns within them.Because I think I really, really want to continue kissing you here, he confesses.

“Seriously?” I whisper.

His gaze is unwavering. “Seriously, Roxi.”

I bite my lower lip.Okay.I can’t bring myself to admit anything more.

A wolfish smile spreads across Memnon’s face.Okay, he agrees.

With that, he spreads my legs apart, baring the most intimate parts of me.