His response is filled with reverence. “There is no such thing as free will in a city like Pravitia, Veil Vulturine. It would benefit you to remember that.”
He’s still gripping my wrists while my hands are pressed against his chest, and I can feel the faint rhythm of his heartbeat.
“So it’s your gods’ will? Not yours?”
“Ourgods,” he says adamantly.
“How can I claim them if I know nothing about them?” I snap.
He watches me carefully, a serious dip to his brow. “Is that what you need?” he asks softly. “To commune with your god?”
His question stumps me. But there’s a small, distant voice inside that is screaming,Yes! Yes! Yes!and I suddenly feel an unbearable sense of loss. It’s as if I’ve been suppressing this feeling my entire life—born with it in the very molecules of my soul.
I have an overwhelming urge to cry, the tears pricking the back of my eyes as I swallow hard. I nod, knowing my voice will crack if I speak.
Gemini solemnly mirrors my nod. “Give me time, and I will find the answers you seek.”
My eyes flyopen as I jolt out of slumber. Taking a deep, ragged inhale, I push the duvet off my body, feeling like I’m about to suffocate.
I was being chased again.
Except …
This time, Gemini did catch me, and he?—
My clit throbs, and I squeeze my legs in protest. To my dismay, it only seems to intensify the lustful ache. But it doesn’t deter me from replaying the dream in a slow, deliberate sequence.
Gemini’s harsh push to open my legs wide.
His flat tongue burning a path up my slit.
My throaty moans.
I squeeze my eyes shut, feeling crazed.
Gods.
Letting my head fall to the side, I find Gemini peacefully sleeping beside me. Although, in reality, there’s nothing peaceful about an agent of chaos like him. And still, in the cloaked secrecy of his dark room, I yearn to touch a lot more than just the warm skin of his rising chest.
My hand falls between my thighs, a feathered touch over my soaked panties, and I’m now desperate to fall victim to my inappropriate desires.
I chew on my bottom lip, staring at Gemini Foley, my biggest temptation. I’m torn by the familiar feelings warring inside of me. Right and wrong.
Gemini’s voice drifts past my ears as I recall what he said earlier in the pool.“As long as you hold on to your precious little morals …”
What if he’s right? What if I’m destined for something much greater than this?
Then a thought pops into my head.What if I can’t feel my god because I’ve been resisting it all this time?
What if they will continue to stay silent until I finally give in, accept my fate and let go?
My mind empties as I make my fateful decision, my heartbeat drumming in my chest as I crack to the maddening urge. Pushing myself up onto my hands and knees, I quietly crawl to Gemini’s side of the bed.
24
GEMINI
Warm hands on my stomach. Soft strands of hair over sensitive skin.
