Chapter Fifty-twoAlpha AzraelThe weight of her thighs which wrapped tight around my waist was the only thing keeping my sanity tethered to the earth.She fit against me like she had been crafted specifically for my arms—her chest pressed flush to mine, her breath coming in tiny, short gasps against the base of my throat. Every subtle shift of her hips sent a hot wave of tension straight down into my groin, making the strain against my trousers almost unbearable.Heck, I wanted her so bad.I took more hurried stride, carrying her toward the floating spiral staircase, my steps striking the floor in a steady, heavy thud."Al… Azrael," she whispered, my name slipping down her lips beautifully. Her hands clutched at the fabric of my coat as if she were terrified I might drop her, her fingers digging through the wool, clinging for dear life. "There…there… are there no guards? No servants? "Out," I answered softly, holding her closer. “They don’t need me to dismiss them, they know to get
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