Page 270 of Split or Swallow

Yes.

Hope rushed through Tem.

I’m going to get you out. I’m going to fix this.

Her announcement went unacknowledged. Instead, she heard the same words she’d heard once before:

Do not trust the king.

Tem frowned. Something occurred to her for the first time, and she couldn’t believe she hadn’t thought to ask it sooner:

Which king?

But the connection was closed.

Tem downed the rest of her whiskey in an attempt to calm down. Truth be told, she didn’t trust either king. Before she could think on it further, she felt anoth⁠er pulse.

This time, against her better judgement, she let Caspen in.

And just what do you think you’re doing? she asked.

Missing you.

Tem rolled her eyes.

You’re not forgiven.

Another pulse.

I know.

Are you going to apologize?

If that is what you wish.

Tem crossed her legs, trying not to gasp as he sent a pulse so strong her clitoris throbbed.

You never fight fair.

I see no reason to.

Tem couldn’t reply. She was too focused on resisting the orgasm that desperately wanted to break free. Caspen was relentless, sending her pulse after pulse until she was so turned on she almost didn’t feel the hand on her waist.

“Tem.”

It was Leo. The pulses suddenly ceased.

She turned to face him.

“Kora,” he breathed, his wide eyes taking in the silk dress and golden shawl. “You look…” he seemed to be at a loss for words, finishing quietly: “Celestial.”

“You’re getting better at compliments,” Tem said.

His face broke into a grin.

“I’m certainly glad to hear it.”

Tem smiled too, and for a moment, her worries disappeared. She looked up at Leo, taking in his velvet suit and the jeweled snake pinned to his cloak.