Thorns of Arrangement (f/f arranged marriage / enemies to lovers)
7 parts Complete Mature"If you are to be my wife, why shouldn't I look?" She asked with feigned innocence.
I glowered. "I thought you didn't want to be a toy?"
Her eyes narrowed, a smile pulling at her lips. "Oh Brin, I would not be the toy..." she trailed off, roving over my body. Heat developed at my core and I squeezed my legs together, speed walking away from her. She had to be messing with me.
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My lips were almost touching hers, as though something magnetic continued to pull us closer. I had no words. I was no longer angry with her. I was consumed by her.
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Brin waited for this day to come. The day she would meet her human bride. She imagined a beautiful encounter, love at first sight, a magnetism like no other, but her future bride, the warrior princess, Alvena, had a much different view. Fae and humans were not alike.