Sarazen's Vengeance: Book 1.1 by Isabel Wroth Read Free Book Online Page A

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    “It’s not that. I’m not upset because of how you speak to me. I just…I just wish I’d met you five years ago. When I’d have felt like I was worthy to be called a beautiful miracle. To be honest, I don’t understand how you can bear to touch me and feel anything but disgust.”
    Ohlen’s lashes snapped up to her show the way his eyes darkened. How his pupils shot up vertically in reaction to her embarrassed murmur. Andi swallowed thickly. Unable to help the shiver that rippled through her. He towered over her when he stood up. Kept hold of her hand as he took a step backward.
    “Come here to me, my one.” his voice was tight and low. A barely audible growl.
     
    He didn’t tug on her hand or make her follow him down into the chair. He waited for her to decide what to do. After an uncomfortable moment, Andi untangled herself from the bedsheets. Picked up the skirt of her dress and folded herself up onto his strong thighs. Shivering again when he closed his arms around her. He lay his cheek on her hair. His palm having cupped her head to keep her tucked in against his shoulder. He still said nothing.
    The total lack of pressure to speak was enough to have her releasing a huge sigh. Allowing her to selfishly take every bit of comfort from his body that she could. Every bit of warmth. Every single bit of safety that comfort and warmth brought her. For the longest time, Ohlen just cuddled her close and let her have that. His chest moved with slow, deep breaths. His nose rooted gently through her hair. When he spoke she could feel the vibration of his words move through her entire body. Feel them in her bones.
    “I will not lie to you, my one. Not ever. I feel rage, unlike anything I’ve ever known when I think of what you suffered. Look at me,”
     
    Andi swallowed thickly to gather her courage. Obediently she tilted her head back to look into his inhumanly handsome face. His hand, his fingers that hid claws sharp enough to shred skin like paper, brushed over her cheek with the softest of caresses.
    “Not one moment of what you were forced to endure lessens your value to me. I cannot express to you the true depth of my feelings because I have not the words to describe them. I have never known them before. Disgust is what I feel towards the crew of your ship. The ones who knew what was happening and did nothing to help you. Not towards you, or for you. I wish our bond were developing faster. You would be able to sense and feel the truth of my words. Feel as I feel. Know what is in my heart. I am a warrior, my one. I have few words to properly express my emotions. For that, I am deeply sorry.”
    He was quiet for a moment. Visibly struggling to put his feelings into words. She was so blown away by the ringing honesty in his voice, even if she’d had something to say at that point, she wouldn’t have been able to say it.
    “When I look at you, I am not disappointed by the god’s choice for me. You are brave. Stronger than I believe you give yourself credit for. A survivor. You are…you are everything. All that you are now belongs to me. As all that I am now belongs to you.”
    He spread his hand over her chest. Over her heart. The corner of his lips kicking up in a brief smile.
    “I will cherish you always. Just as you are. The only regret will be that I had not found you and been able to protect you sooner. As for your disbelief in my ability to touch you and not feel disgusted? I crave your touch. Crave it like food to sate a millennia of starvation. I have been on this warship, surrounded by brothers in arms, and I have felt alone for every single one of those days. I vow to you that were you to permit me, I would never allow your feet to touch the deck. So great is my desire to hold you and feel your heart beating in time with mine.”
     
    Andi still didn’t quite believe that deep down, somewhere, he wasn’t repulsed by her. But for a guy who claimed to not be able to adequately express his