Chapter 94

Aemon’s mouth crashes into mine, hot and claiming, his grip firm under my chin as if daring me to flinch.

I don’t. I kiss him harder.

His tongue sweeps mine, slick and greedy, like he wants to memorize the shape of my mouth all over again.

Behind me, Griffin presses in—hard, unmistakable, unrele...

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