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She shrugged. “Why don’t you make me come and find out?”

I stared down at her, both aroused and terrified. “Don’t tease me, Cami.” She could shatter me right now, destroy the vestiges of my resolve, and kill me with her rejection. If she?—

“I’m not teasing, Melek.” Her lips boldly claimed mine before I could respond, before I could even think.

Then she released me as quickly as she’d kissed me, causing my heart to leap into my throat.

But she didn’t step away.

She simply tugged at the towel.

Let it fall to the floor.

Then cocked her head to the side. “Come play with me, Melek. Tie me up. Fuck me. Claim me. Do whatever you need. I’m ready.”

CHAPTER 22

CAMI

My heart thudded rapidly in my chest.

I tried to exude confidence, to tempt Melek into taking me.

However, inside, I was vibrating with nerves.

Not because I didn’t want this, but because I’d just realized how much Ineededthis.

Fae, hearing his mind… feeling his emotions… It had undone something inside me. Something fragile yet utterly impactful.

In the shower, I’d started thinking about him, recalling his reserved behavior while Lucifer had been discussing his thoughts on my training. It’d been a brief conversation, one sparked by his comments about turning me into a queen—which was an entirely different notion that made my heart race.

But Melek had been quiet throughout most of the discussion.

I’d picked up on the sadness Lucifer had mentioned during our dance, and I’d started considering it more while standing in the shower.

In doing so, I’d connected to Melek’s thoughts, had heard him second-guessing every move, trying to determine the perfect meal for me. Debating clothing options, thendisregarding all of them because he didn’t want to push me away more than he already had.

Those concerns had reached a crescendo when I’d stepped out of the bathroom, Melek’s insecurity a bruise I longed to heal.

Because this wasn’t him.

I’d hurt him. Badly, it seemed. I hadn’t meant to. I’d meant what I told him about not trusting him while discussing the deal, but it all felt trivial now.

Lucifer had reinstated Ajax as Warden without strings—something I’d learned through Melek’s thoughts and had confirmed by asking the Midnight Fae himself.

Do you trust him?I’d whispered to Ajax minutes ago. Because I… I was beginning to believe Lucifer had all our best interests at heart.

Oh, he’d done horrible things, things I might never forgive him for. But the more I understood him, the more drawn to him I became.

Just like with Melek.

Only my draw to Melek was that much more impactful due to my connection to his mind. Because I finally saw him. The real him.

Not the insecure fae worried about losing me.

But the man beneath—the one whocared. The one who wanted a chance to be with me. To cherish me. To show me what it meant to behis.

I wanted to learn more. To see what he meant when he promised to worship me. To experience his ropes. To indulge in this connection between us and see where it went.