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sometimes wondered if she’d never had
anything like him, either. He’d seen how often
she found her pleasure when he took the reins,
when her body writhed beneath his and she
lost control entirely.
But the hours in this tent hadn’t yielded
any sort of intimacy. Only blessed distraction.
For both of them. He was glad of it, he told
himself. None of this could end well. For
either of them.
“I like the ice best,” Dorian admitted at
last, realizing he’d let the silence drip on. “It
was the first element that came out of me—I
don’t know why.”
“You’re not a cold person.”
He arched a brow. “Is that your
professional opinion?”
Manon studied him. “You can descend to
those levels when you are angry, when your
friends are threatened. But you are not cold,