Pretty Painful - K.A Knight Page 0,27

back, but it’s the least I can do to stop them from hurting any more women.

“Their blood will rain from the heavens, and they will feel every ounce of harm they placed on you and yours,” he promises, one eye glowing gold and green as Nyre agrees. “Anyone who touched you and the ones who touched the sister of mine, they will not die quickly, little one.” I can hear the pain and hate in his voice. He means it, the anger shaking his body beneath me telling me how much he wants to hurt them.

It shouldn’t make me feel better, but it does, blowing out a breath I nod. “Let’s try then.”

I close my eyes, resting my chin over Mishal’s heart as I reach for Nyre. Scrunching my eyes together hard, I blow out a breath and try.

“Nyre?”

Nothing.

“Nyre?” I try again.

Frustrated, I search harder, blindly fumbling in the dark. I don’t know what I’m reaching for or trying to do, only that I have to. I have to free them.

“You are trying too hard, forget it for now, it will come when you least expect it,” Mishal whispers, but I reach blindly inside, trying to find Nyre, begging him to come to me.

“Little one,” he orders, and I slant my eyes open to see him smiling down at me. “A bond does not have to be found, it is simply there. We can try again later when you are more relaxed. You are putting too much pressure on yourself,” he offers, rubbing my bottom lip with his thumb.

“Relaxed, huh? How do you plan to relax me?” I laugh, his eyes locked on my lips, telling me all I need to know. “Oh, is that how it is? I get a growl and a veiled dirty offer and you just fuck me?” I grin.

“What, you want more?”

“Ever heard of romance?” I tease, wiggling my eyebrows.

“What could be more romantic than being tied in an underground cell?” He grins.

“Oh, you charmer you, take me, Mishal, take me.” I pretend to faint dramatically, and he growls as I laugh.

“I will offer you the world on a silver fucking platter when we are free. I will give you crowns, castles, as many showers as you want. I will give you this world and the next, whatever you desire, whatever you want. I will kill your enemies and let you bathe in their blood. I will find your real parents, just so you may know because I know it hurts you that you never knew them. I will stand with you when you tell your adoptive parents about Rachel, and I will love them as my own and shelter them under my wings as they grieve. I would do anything for you, little one, no matter how crazy. You want the moon? I will drag it down from the skies and paint it red with my blood for you. I don’t know romance. I have never had it or love. You will have to teach me, but I am willing to learn, I am willing to do anything for you except live without you. That, I cannot do, no matter the cost. How is that for romantic?” he growls.

My pulse is racing, my eyes wide and filled with tears, and it feels like my heart is about to explode from my chest. He listened and watched, every fear, every little want or worry niggling in my head…he listened, and he is offering to stand by me through it all. I try to blink back the tears, but they fall anyway. No, he doesn’t know romance or soft poetic words, but he knows so much better. He is rough and dangerous, but his love is so deep and true that I can feel it in every uttered word. He will never be a soft man, but he will be there no matter what.

He growls, wiping away the tears from my face with his fingers. “What? Did I upset you? Tell me how to make it stop?” He sounds pained. “Please, little one, I can’t handle your tears. I am sorry, I never meant to upset you...” He goes to carry on, but I laugh softly, pressing my wet lips to his to silence his rambling.

“I love you, Mishal,” I whisper. “It was perfect, I don’t need romance. I just need you.” A growl rumbles through his chest, making us both laugh. “And Nyre of course.” The rumble settles to a purr and I pull away

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