Sarah J. Maas Quote

The walls weren't moving, and the room was open - gaping. No colors, but shades of darkness, of night . Only those star-flecked violet eyes were bright, full of color and light. He gave me a lazy smile before he leaned forward.I pulled away, but his hands were like shackles. I could do nothing as his mouth met with my cheek, and he licked away a tear. His tongue was hot against my skin, so startling that I couldn't move as he licked away another path of salt water, and then another. My body went taut and loose all at once and I burned, even as chills shuddered along my limbs. It was only when his tongue danced along the damp edges of my lashes that I jerked back.He chuckled as I scrambled for the corner of the cell. I wiped my face as I glared at him.He smirked, sitting down against a wall. I figured that would get you to stop crying.It was disgusting. I wiped my face again.Was it? He quirked an eyebrow and pointed to his palm - to the place where my tattoo would be. Beneath all your pride and stubbornness, I could have sworn I detected something that felt differently. Interesting.Get out.As usual, your gratitude is overwhelming.