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She stepped in closer to him. "You canβt fool me, Bane," she whispered, and his muscles tensed in anticipation of what she would do next. "I think you're here for something else." He held his ground as she leaned in slowly, poised to react at the first hint of threat or danger. He let his guard down only when she brushed her lips softly against his. Instinctively his hands came up and seized her shoulders, pulling her in closer, pressing her lips and body hard up against his own as he drank her in. She wrapped her arms around his broad shoulders and neck, returning his insistence with her own urgency. Her heat enveloped them. The kiss seemed to last for all eternity; her scent wrapped around their entwined flesh until he felt he was drowning in it. When she at last broke away he could see the fierce eagerness in her eyes and still taste the sweet fire of her lips. He could taste something else, too. Poison! Bedazzled by her kiss, it took him a second to realize what had happened. Whether Githany believed him or not hadn't mattered. She'd asked Kaan to let her come here so she could kill him. For a brief second he was worriedβ¦ until he recognized the faint tricopper taste of rock worrt venom. He laughed, gasping slightly for air. "Magnificent," he breathed.
Inspired by Drew Karpyshyn's book, "Path of Destruction"