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Then I afford him the same respect he gave me. “Just say when, little Fox, and I’ll?—”

“When.” He flexes his hips, bringing his tip to my lips. “When when when.”

Chapter

Forty

FOX

Willow’s plush lips part to receive my cock. But just as my fingers knot in her silken hair, and I prepare to fuck her perfect mouth, I sense someone coming.

“Stop.” The word hurts to whisper when my body begs for me to continue.

Her brows pucker. She looks up at me like an innocent angel, her soul burning brightly beneath her skin. Her hair is silk spun on the moon. She glows like the stars she’s crafted from. It fills every dark corner inside me, banishing the anguish from this moment.

“Someone is coming,”I warn her, mind-to-mind.

Golden eyes widen.“Who?”

I let my mind wander and feel the familiar touch of Bodin’s mental fortitude. I relay who it is, and she gives my cock a forlorn look. She strokes it once, hard and impetuously, annoyed she’s being interrupted. Pleasure burns up my spine, and I gasp. Footsteps grow louder. Dark desire flashes in her eyes. It’s like she’s considering continuing to suck me off, to let him walk in on us like this. Maybe watch us. Ah, fuck. Another drop of tingling cum beads at the tip of my cock. But then she nods and stands,buttons her shirt—myshirt. A few buttons are gone, so she folds her arms.

I quickly tuck my cock into my pants, but I’m not disappointed. Not in the least. Our queen isn’t quite ready, but one day, she will be. One day, she’ll be ready for all of us. Until then, I’ll prove Varen’s faith in me was right. I’ll fix this mess we’ve found ourselves in. I’ll keep her safe. Somehow.

Bodin stalks into the library, locks eyes with me, and scowls. I bite my lip to hide my smirk and pick up the fallen books. Willow drops to a crouch, suddenly the picture of innocence as she helps me.

“You’re going to be trouble for me, aren’t you, little wolf?”I tease, shooting her a private wink.“One minute looking at my cock like you want to devour it, the next pretending you know nothing about such sordid acts.”

The coy glance she returns says it all. I grow impossibly harder, and wince at the ache. This is torture. I slam the books on the table and take a deep, controlling breath before facing Bodin. His astute gaze drops to my mouth. He walks toward me until he’s a few feet away, then inhales.

“Your breath smells like her pussy,”he sends me.

“So?”

“You were explicitly forbidden to take her as a lover.”

Eyes mockingly wide, I shrug.“Oops.”

“Secret talking is rude,” she grumbles, dropping another book on the table.

I love her. Fuck it, I love her.

That must be what this is, this burning ache in my chest, swelling, and making me insane with need for her. Bodin’s mood darkens. His gaze narrows on Willow.

“Your training starts tomorrow morning,” he grumbles.

I step up to him. “She almost died last night.”

“And she had the day to rest.” He sweeps the mess with a disparaging glance. “Or whatever the fuck this was.”

“Mm, fuck,”I send him, making a show of licking my lips. They still taste like her and I want more.“Fucking. That’s next on my to-do list with her.”

He glares at me, then snaps at Willow, “Be dressed in training gear by the stables ten minutes after dawn.”

She thinks,“I’m in trouble.”

“No,”I return.“He’s jealous, and he doesn’t understand why.”

Or he’s pissed because I’m getting in the way of their plan to use her to free Styx. A queasy feeling rolls in my gut. I glance at the spectacles I’ve been trying to enchant. They’re my backup plan, but I’m failing at that, too.

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