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Salt Kiss
by Sierra Simone
3.75 stars, 4.25 spice
I have no way of proving it to myself, of verifying it, but I can’t shake the feeling that this is really him, that this is the real Mark. Not the indolent devil of Lyonesse or the cold former killer, but the man who watches me eat with a possessive interest, who scolds me for bad chess moves, who can identify all the tiny, temporary wildflowers that crowd up around the gravestones.
It’s not that his eyes glitter less when he’s sprawled in a chair; it’s not that he’s any less ruthless. It’s just that it’s all there together, stirred up together, and it’s all completely fixated on me. Playful cruelty and utter possession, and I am at the center of it all.
Okayyyy spicy spicy and lots of drama.
There is arguably not a lot of plot but it’s definitely picking up, and I am excited to dig into the next!
“I like knives,” she says simply as she returns. Leave it to Mark to marry a little thing who says I like knives the same way most people say I like ice cream. “Don’t you?”
I have no way of proving it to myself, of verifying it, but I can’t shake the feeling that this is really him, that this is the real Mark. Not the indolent devil of Lyonesse or the cold former killer, but the man who watches me eat with a possessive interest, who scolds me for bad chess moves, who can identify all the tiny, temporary wildflowers that crowd up around the gravestones.
It’s not that his eyes glitter less when he’s sprawled in a chair; it’s not that he’s any less ruthless. It’s just that it’s all there together, stirred up together, and it’s all completely fixated on me. Playful cruelty and utter possession, and I am at the center of it all.
Okayyyy spicy spicy and lots of drama.
There is arguably not a lot of plot but it’s definitely picking up, and I am excited to dig into the next!
“I like knives,” she says simply as she returns. Leave it to Mark to marry a little thing who says I like knives the same way most people say I like ice cream. “Don’t you?”