Susanna Carr – Prince Hafiz's Only Vice (страница 8)
“I can grant you that wish,” he promised as his features sharpened with lust. “Tonight.”
“No.” Lacey shook her head. They had to stop now. If she went to bed with him tonight, she would do everything in her power to keep him there. “We can’t. You are an engaged man. The sultan has warned you—”
“This is my wish, too.” He gathered her close and lifted her in his arms before he strode to the bedroom. “Don’t deny me one more night.”
LACEY CLUNG TO HAFIZ as they entered her bedroom. The bedside lamp offered a faint glow in the large room, casting shadows on the unmade bed. Hafiz barely broke his stride when he kicked the door shut.
She wasn’t sure why he wasn’t rushing to the bed. Lacey felt the urgency pulsating between them. This was the last time they would be together. They had to get a lifetime into one night.
The unfairness of it all hit Lacey, and she tried to push it away. She didn’t want to focus on that. She wasn’t going to waste her last moments with Hafiz on something she couldn’t control.
The only thing she could do was make one beautiful and lasting memory. Have something that could ease the pain when she thought about the love she lost.
Hafiz stood by the edge of the bed, and Lacey knelt on the mattress before him. She pressed her hands against his cheeks and looked deep into his eyes.
She bit the inside of her lip to prevent from speaking when she saw Hafiz’s sadness. It wasn’t like him to show it, but the emotion was too strong; he couldn’t contain it. Lacey closed her eyes and rested her head against his chest. She wanted to ease his pain. Take it away from him.
She was hurting, too. It hurt knowing that after tonight she wouldn’t see him, and she couldn’t touch him. She wouldn’t be allowed anywhere near him.
Her shaky breath echoed in the room.
“Lacey?” Hafiz’s voice was tender as he smoothed his hand against the crown of her head.
She tilted her face up and sought his mouth. She poured everything she felt into the kiss. She held nothing back. The pain and the anger. The love and the unfulfilled dreams.
The heat between them wasn’t a slow burn. It flared hot and wild. Lacey sensed the dangerous power behind it, but this time she didn’t care. In the past they danced around it, knowing it could rage out of control. This time she welcomed it. Encouraged it.
Hafiz bunched her caftan in his fists. She knew it was a silent warning. He needed to leash his sexual hunger, or it could become destructive.
She didn’t think that was possible. There was nothing left to destroy. She wanted to climb the heights with Hafiz and disregard the possibility of plunging into the depths.
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