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Bronz once demanded that I keep my unnatural abilities to myself- but he'd pissed me off more than he realized, and I was an obedient bitch for none. She swings her fist at me, attempting to punch one of my curled horns and break it. White hot Fury threatens to escape my nostrils in billowing smoke but I reign it in and grip her hand into mine, intercepting it before she even has a chance. Forcing it open and taking a glance at her palm lines, my leg kicks out, boot digging into her pelvis and throwing off her balance as she tumbles down to the ground; her palm still pried open in my hands. I click my tongue in amusement. "Like I'd ever listen to someone who dies at the hand of a Robiryn while taking a piss." I hiss, throwing her hand back at her forcefully as it manages to hit her face, cracking against her cheekbone. I give her a venomously sly grin. Bronz stalks toward me in fury as everyone else stares in horror. "She's joking." He says to the others through clenched teeth as he grips my forearm. I give him a sweet smile and bite my bottom lip as his heated look reaches my core. "Is my noble brute angry with me?" I taunt, tempted to stab him with my horn as he elicits these erotic emotions with just a look. Fuck him and his stupid beastly physic that makes me think of how good he'd be in bed. Fuck his stupid golden eyes which just narrowed further on me and caused that familiar rush to surge up to my nipples, tightening them. And most of all? Fuck his stupid morals that tormented me and prevented us from ever getting the chance to have wicked, nasty, dirty sex. Which I'm sure el principe was capable of, my thoughts whisper his title mockingly.
Constellations Of Triumph
