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Rival enchanters Esme and Adil Kocari are forced to share a single bed in a cursed kingdom where magic binds pleasure to pain. Their only hope of breaking the spell lies in forbidden oral fixations and rough, desperate coupling—but every kiss risks unraveling their souls.
Esme sits rigid on the edge of the narrow bed, her violet eyes fixed on the cold stone floor. Adil stands at the foot, his amber eyes tracking the faint silver scars in her palms as she digs her nails
His breath ghosted over her damp skin, the spell coiling tighter instead of releasing—a new current that locked her thighs to his shoulders and made his jaw tremble with the effort not to close the di
They find a small chamber off the corridor. As the door clicks shut, the golden thread pulses twice, then thrums against Esme's lower belly. Adil presses his palm there, and the spell's heat curls int
She leans in without thinking, her mouth meeting his with a hunger that surprises them both. Adil's hands find her waist, pulling her closer as the golden thread loosens, flooding her with liquid warm
The darkness presses them together, stone cold against Esme's back as Adil lifts her, his forehead against hers. He drives deeper, the golden thread blazing between them, and she feels the curse tight