Page 58 of Rapunzel Unchained
“A fluke. You were fighting your other self and lost control.”
My brows rose at that. Lost control? Sure, I’d been fighting my other self, but there was no loss of control. I had killed Master Tuck because I wanted to. I hadn’t been aiming at anyone in particular outside of that, just angry at the sudden news of Adam’s engagement.
I wasn’t known for my cool head, after all.
I didn’t want to kill Gage or, if I was being honest, Adam, no matter how much his heritage or lying angered me. However, I wasn’t going to be seen as some yappy little dog who wasn’t a threat.
Cocking my head to the side, I let my fingers trail up and down the opening of my jacket. I held back my smile as Gage took the bait, his eyes locked on the curves of my breasts just barely peeking through the sides.
“You think you know me so well, do you, assassin?” I unsnapped one of the buttons that held the jacket closed, his eyes locked on my movements. “I’ve been around for a thousandyears, waiting, plotting, boiling in my rage while the mages took over the world.”
Another button snapped open.
“Everyone I knew and loved died a long time ago.” My fingers followed the line of skin that stopped mid stomach. “The mages killed my mother. So I killed their king.”
“That was ruled an accident,” Gage murmured, his eyes still focused on my hand.
My lips curled. “Oh, yes, he accidentally drank the poison I put in his cup.”
Then there were no more buttons to pop. My jacket spread slightly, giving him just a peek at what was underneath. What he could have if he had just given into me before.
“My whole life has been devoted to avenging my mother and the humans who have suffered at the mages hands.” I stood from the table, his body tensed but those eyes kept watching me above his mask.
He didn’t resist when I slipped into his lap, my fingers playing along his jawline, the fabric of his mask separating our skin. His hands stayed by his sides for a moment before grasping my hips, fingers tracing the bare flesh above my pants.
“The only good I had in my life was Ferdinand, and even he was taken from me.” I leaned forward until my breath brushed against his cloth-covered mouth.
“How did he die?” Gage’s eye lids lowered to slits as he leaned into me, our mouths almost touching. A taunt and a tease for both of us.
“Take your mask off, and I’ll tell you.” I licked my lips, wetting the material against his mouth.
“Do you think seeing my face is going to get you out of here?”
I smiled against his mouth, and my hips shifted over his lap. I could feel how hard he was getting just from my being there.“No, you’ll let me out... eventually. I just want to see that you finally trust me. After all, you just said I’m all bark and no bite.”
Gage stared at me for a long moment, his fingers tracing patterns on my skin before he lifted one hand up. The last time I’d seen him without his mask, he’d been under a boils curse, and I couldn’t actually appreciate the beauty of his face.
Now, that curse was gone. His handsome face was the kind that would make women and men alike stop on the street. The kind of face that was remembered. Not a good thing in his line of work.
I placed my bare hands on both sides of his face, feeling the scrape of his scruff against my palms as I leaned in and kissed him.
For a moment, I thought he wouldn’t kiss me back. After all, he had been adamant about keeping me away. Claimed he didn’t and wouldn’t ever love me.
So, when he kissed me back, I forgot what I was doing and where I was for a moment.
His mouth pressed firmly against mine, tongue darting out to brush across the line of my lips. I opened to him, sinking into the kiss, my body pressed flush against him.
Gage pulled away for a second and bit the finger of his glove, pulling it off before his rough hand slid beneath my jacket to cup my bare breast. I pressed into his touch as his mouth found mine once more.
Even if he had a shitty personality, I could give the assassin one thing–he could kiss. His mouth pressed hard against mine, his tongue fucking my mouth without giving me the chance to reciprocate.
I had no doubt that, if we had sex, he would be in complete control, leaving me to take whatever he gave me and I would have begged for more.
Gage’s kisses and hands made my head whirl. My thoughts clouded together as desire overtook me. Somehow, this game I’d been playing had been turned on me, and I couldn’t afford that.
Withdrawing reluctantly from the kiss, I held his face in my hands, nipping and teasing him without giving him more. “Don’t you want to know what happened?”
Lust glazed over Gage’s eyes. The hand holding my breast traced around my nipple before pinching it between his fingers. “I’d rather know about the rebels.”
