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Lysander gazed into Thalassa’s eyes, depths swirling with a kind of moist turbulence.

His voice was husky as water, his lips grazing hers with the teasing promise of a predator before the pounce-sensual, dangerous, deadly.

“What’s running through that pretty little head of yours? Did I say I was going to do anything?” Lysander’s virile scent wrapped around Thalassa’s lips, making her body shiver.

She clutched at his shirt, her fingers gripping the fabric over his chest. “Aren’t you just torturing yourself?”

Playing with fire and yet not allowing themselves to get burned, wasn’t he the one who would suffer?

Men usually bear the brunt of these half-finished games.

“I’m quite content,” Lysander murmured before catching her flushed lip between his teeth, his breath growing heavy.

Thalassa trembled under his teasing, a delicious sensation uncontrollably spreading throughout her body, making her breathing tighten.

their fussing again. If you took them away just to make them unhappy, then

little harder, a punitive nip.

body contracting as she

are you entertaining now, hm?” His deep, intense gaze seemed to punish as it

she met his gaze. “When have t

can continue to run away with them?” Lysander’s voice drew out the question provocatively.

paused, her determined gaze flickering, blinking rapidly. “That’s not what I was

said, his index

I want you to go back. As

distressed.” Thalassa’s heart clenched at the thought of her little ones with teary eyes, crying for their parents.

Lysander finally

Thalassa was

low and magnetic that it seemed to drip with honey, his eyes lingering on her blushing lips, her sea-glass eyes, her pale

devour this little temptress, to show her his strength, to make her soft, to make her

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