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“Do you want to know what I told him as he took his last breath?” Theo doesn’t answer, but I’m too deep in the memory to stop now. “I told him I was going to wipe our history of his name. That I’ll make him the forgotten, no-name King of Umbra. He never allowed me to have one, so it’s only fitting that I take his away,” I say, and Theo gives me a little squeeze.
When Oren took his last breath, I smiled down at him, knowing I finally won. I was free from him and his demands. His cruelty. As his soul left his body, I knew the gods were waiting to hold judgement for all the wrongs he committed in this lifetime. I pray every day that my mother is helping with his punishment.Goodbye Oren. I hope my mother tortures you in the Underrealm.
Sunlight skirts across the floor, and outside my window the sky glows in beautiful shades of blue and purple. “I’m going to shower. Would you like to join me?” I say, lifting my head to Theo, and I watch as a seductive smile curls his lips.
Pushing off him, I slide out of the bed, letting the blanket fall to the floor as I walk, exposing my naked body. I reach the doorway to my bathing chamber and pause, looking back at Theo. His eyes trail along my body as he bites his lower lip.
When I slip into the chamber, his feet scramble across the floor, rushing toward me. As I turn on the spigot, allowing the refreshing water to pour out from the ceiling, Theo presses into my back as his hands enclose me. He lifts me off the ground and walks us into the shower. I laugh as he sets me down and tilts his head back under the spray, letting it wash over him.
I follow the droplets as they travel down his chiseled chest. I trace my gaze slowly back up his delicious body to find Theo’s eyes on me, lust blazing through them. He steps toward me and lightly touches my neck where he grabbed me earlier. His eyes soften, and his jaw flexes as he grits his teeth. I reach up and adjust his hand, so it is flush to my skin. I lean my head back as I grip his wrist.
A low growl comes from him as his fingers dig in slightly, and he pulls me to him. His kiss steals my breath, hard and demanding. His hand leaves my neck, sliding down to my breasts. Theo circles my nipple, causing it to peak before pinching it and then moving on to do the same to the other. My breath hitches as tingles erupt along my skin.
He pushes me against the glass wall of the shower. My ass slamming into it with a thud. His mouth leaves mine, and he kisses down my neck as his thumb circles my clit in a rhythmic spin. Teeth graze my throat, and two fingers slip inside my pussy. I’m breathless as he curls his fingers inside me, hitting that extra sensitive spot. I grab his biceps, digging in my nails as he pinches my nipples again. He’s building my pleasure at a punishing pace, and my legs tremble.
His fingers leave my pussy, and he leans back, creating a gap between us. I’m panting, on the verge of cumming already. Glistening fingers enter Theo’s mouth as he fists his hard cock. My eyes dart between the two movements, not knowing which one I want to see more.
“You taste even better for breakfast, my queen,” Theo’s voice is rough as he stares at me like I’m his next meal. I nearly melt into a puddle on the shower floor.
Bending down, he picks me up by the back of my thighs, using the glass for support. My hands wrap around his shoulders. He lowers me onto his cock, allowing me to feel every inch of him as he buries himself deep. I gasp as he pulls me the last bit before being fully set. There’s a small twinge of pain as he hits spots never touched. “You take my cock so well.” His voice fills with praise as I rock my hips, using his shoulders as leverage.
My shadows trail down his back, coiling around his legs. His hands pull my legs apart, widening for him. He withdraws nearly all the way before slamming back into me. I cry out as he thrusts into me, mercilessly.
Shadows spiral up my legs, and I feel my weight settle into them naturally. Theo notices the shift and releases a leg to circle my clit with the perfect amount of pressure. I grip his shoulders tight as waves of pleasure blast through me in endless succession.
Sparks flare in my vision as lightning skirts from my head to my toes. Theo pounds into me in a wild frenzy. A choked scream bursts out of me as I’m flung over the edge of my climax. Theo lets out a loud, guttural moan as he cums with me.
Our breathing is ragged, our skin wet with the mix of sweat and water. I rest my head against the glass wall as my shadows recoil, and Theo sets my feet back to the ground. His hand braces the glass as his arm wraps around me, keeping me upright. He leans down, placing soft kisses on my lips.
After a moment, he pulls me into the water and washes us both. I let him clean me as I bask in sweet orgasmic bliss and being cared for by the man I love. I want this to be our life forever, and I hope he does too.
Once I’m thoroughly cleaned to Theo’s satisfaction, we step out of the shower and wrap ourselves in fluffy towels to dry. I grab fresh clothes for the both of us, setting them down before Theo. He stares at his set with eyebrows raised in question.
“I had hoped you’d stay the night eventually, so I got an extra to keep here.” I shrug at him as I pull on my clothes.
Using my towel, I squeeze out the excess water from my hair before sitting down at my vanity to braid it back. Once dressed, Theo comes to stand behind me as I finish brushing out all the tangles from my hair. “May I?” I look at him through my mirror as he runs his hands over my hair.
“You want to do my hair?” I ask as he stares in deep concentration.
“You said Nyx braided your hair last night, so I want to try. Can’t be that hard if he can do it,” he says. I lean my head back, allowing him full access to my hair.
He gets to work splitting my hair into three sections before waving them together to form a braid. Well, what is supposed to be a braid, anyway. It looks terrible. Pieces of hair stick through breaks in the twists. The end is at an odd angle after he ties a cord around it.
He examines it with a pained expression as he brings his eyes to mine in the mirror.
“It’s perfect,” I say as I smile brightly at him, and his face falls.
“It looks terrible.” He grumbles, reaching to undo it. I duck out of the way and slide off my seat to face him.
“Well, I like it. Now, let’s go because I’m starving.” I leave the bathing chamber and pick up my dagger from under my bed and place it on the entry table.
“Please let me try again. I can’t let your people see you like that,” he pleads, grimacing, and his nose wrinkles.
Walking to him, I place my hands on his cheeks. I kiss his nose and forehead, trying to smooth out the worry lines. “I love that you did my hair, Theo. I’ll wear it proudly.” He sighs, knowing he won’t win this battle no matter how much he protests.
We slip on our boots and waltz out of my chamber doors into the breezy hallway. A faint scent of apples wafts in the air. My stomach drops, and I look to see if I can find Kira hiding nearby, but I know it’s useless to try. I swallow hard. I think it’s time I have a talk with her about watching us.
Theo’s hand slides into mine, and we head toward the dining hall. I scan the hallway as we go, hoping to glimpse her. The scent of bacon and sausage floats in the air as we near the dining hall. The clinking of plates and silverware lets me know breakfast has already started.
