Riley's POV

“Take me how you take Carian your late wife.”

The words left my mouth before I could stop them and they hung in the air between us like a challenge. 

Gunnar’s eyes flashed brighter, the glow turning almost molten. For a split second I saw something wild and dangerous cross his face like I had just unlocked a part of him he had been holding back. 

His hands tightened on my hips hard enough to bruise and he shoved me back harder again , my back hitting the stone with a soft thud.

“You have no idea what you just asked for Aemoria,” he growled, his voice low...