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Story: The WitchSlayer
“Now what?”
“It will turn brown again in twenty-four hours.”
His brows drew together. “I have to be connected to you like this for twenty-four hours?”
I probably should have mentioned that first.She’d forgotten to tell him.
He reached forward to touch the centre string separating them to inspect it since it was still glowing. She made sure to give them both enough room to be able to move, but now she worried that the distance was too short.
“Yes, and we cannot break it otherwise we will have to do it again from the beginning and there is a chance it will not work if we try again. Sorry, I should have mentioned this to you.”
“So, you are attached to me for a whole day?”
He turned his gaze away from their arms to look at her. She grimaced when she wasn’t sure if he was upset or not.
“Yes.”
To her surprise, he grinned.
“That means you cannot run away from me, and I can see you are feeling better.”
Amalia knew the look he was giving her. He often chased her around his lair with that particular heated look.
She squealed when he grabbed her bound wrist with his captured arm. He used it to toss her over his shoulder with her stomach laying against it.
Even though she was kicking her legs and beating at his back, Amalia laughed as he carted her up the tunnel over his shoulder.I am glad I am feeling better. I would have had to say no otherwise.
He started pulling up the skirt of her dress until he exposed her backside and grasped it with his free hand. Then he bit one arse cheek!
“Ow! Why do you always bite me?”
“Because I like you so damn much.”
At his admission, Amalia hung on him with her eyes bright with a smile.
He’d been biting her for a long time.
Rurik grinned as he carted Amalia up the tunnel over his shoulder.
She’d been like a thorn under his scales for the past few days with her occasional tears at the strangest of things and her sleepiness. He’d been patient with her since he knew she needed to rest and recover, but she’d also turned him on at the simplest of tasks.
Rurik wanted to play with his new mate. He hadn’t gotten the chance to since he’d claimed her.
The time afterwards was supposed to be for touching, not him chasing behind her because he worried she’d fall asleep without a moment’s notice. She’d fainted once while standing, and he’d barely had the time to catch her before she hit the ground.
He knew the day before that she was beginning to feel better. And, when he saw that her colour had returned completely when she offered him the spell book, he decided he no longer wanted to wait.
Firstly though, he’d wanted to do the spell, not knowing that it would work to his advantage in the way it did.She cannot run from that bed for twenty-four hours.
His grin widened.
Plopping her against the mattress, he made sure to hold his hand to her wrist so that there wasn’t any pressure on the twine. Then he stood above her while forcing her hand to be raised in the air.
“It appears I will have to rip you out of that dress.” He shook his arm again, enjoying the fact she was trapped to him. “We should have done this with you unclothed.”
Rurik bent over so he could use his teeth and free hand to begin a tear in the sleeve of her dress. Then he ripped it from her arm before he tore the centre of it.
She is exquisite.
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