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With his lips still pressed to mine, I wrapped my legs around his waist, urging him inside me, and he plunged fully and deeply inside, catching my gasping cry against his full mouth. My nails curled into the material of his shirt, my breasts pressed tightly over his chest as I raised my hips to make circles against his thrusts. Harder, I clung to him, arching my back upward and forcing him all the way in me as hotness encompassed us both.
Beads of sweat dotted Nyx’s hairline, his thrusts growing more intense, and I cried out, squeezing tightly against him.
“You are mine,” he told me again, and I believed him. Inside me, he grew harder, and I lost control of myself, feeling his own orgasm getting closer.
Little yelps escaped my mouth, and my thighs tightened almost painfully against his nude waist as my heat gushed out around him.
“My Little Muse,” he breathed, his breath hot against my cheek as he fell forward, allowing himself to release now, too. I clasped my ankles, raising my hips fully upward, and acceptedevery drop of his seed, moaning along with him as Nyx collapsed against me heavily.
“Are you all right?” he murmured in my ear, sending another wave of goosebumps through my body.
“I’m always perfect in your arms, Nyx,” I told him honestly. It was the place I felt safest in the whole world.
Chapter 8
Nyx
It was as if a curtain of gloom had been lifted from around Maren, her mood shifting a hundred and eighty degrees from how she’d previously been. And with it, the entire castle brightened, too. She was the sunshine of Steelshire.
The mornings now entailed the both of us rising together to eat in the main dining room before I headed into the cabinet. We would chatter about plans for the baby and what to expect in the upcoming months with the new cabaret in the castle. As I had suspected, she took to it like a natural, her mind already planning for the weeks and months ahead.
From breakfast, she would walk me to the SUV before I headed into South Havenmire for the day. Maren would retreat to the theater to prepare for rehearsals and the dancers.
But as we drew closer to the opening night of her first show, my apprehension mounted, a fact that I didn’t share with Maren or anyone else. I worried that if I mentioned how concerned I was about letting outsiders into the castle, Maren would shut down again or accuse me of backtracking on my promise. Neither scenario was true, of course. My concern stemmed from the fact that I just couldn’t have eyes on the entire crowd at once. And deep down, I couldn’t help but wonder if Maren wasn’tlooking for an active escape. After all, everyone else had left me. Wouldn’t Maren go in the end, too?
It would take a suicidal type to make an attempt on Maren inside the castle, but some types were just like that, and if anything happened to my lover…
I shuddered to think about any such possibility and refused to entertain it. I had made a promise to Maren, and I intended to keep it. Nothing would happen to her on my watch.
I took all the usual precautions I could take. I doubled security, borrowing Royal Guards from Silverhold with King Jace’s permission. When the king questioned the reason, I merely brushed it off as preventative, which was true, but I didn’t enlighten him to the idea that we might have a real problem in the kingdom. The last thing I wanted was the other three kings gossiping and speculating on my kingdom’s progress.
I was so smug when they came over here,I remembered, shuffling a pile of papers into a manila folder as I wrapped up the work at my personal desk in the castle’s office.Chastising them silently about how they ran their kingdoms. This is what karma feels like.
But even with the added security, I didn’t like the idea of Maren being exposed to so many strangers, even though every guest had been properly vetted. I had to do something more drastic to protect her.
Standing to stretch my numbing legs, I reached across the disorganized surface to dig out my cell phone from the pile of invoices and bills I’d been working on. I texted Odette to come to my office.
I stared at the screen, expecting a response, but instead, a puff of silver floated in front of my eyes, and the redheaded enchantress materialized.
“You summoned me?” she purred impishly.
I barely acknowledged her flirty greeting and got right to the point.
“As you’re probably aware, I’ve opened the theater by invitation,” I told her. “The opening show is tomorrow.”
“Opening show?” she asked innocently.
“Don’t play with me, Odie. I’m not in the mood.”
“Oh… you mean that disgrace you’re allowing that owl shifter to run out of our honored castle,” she said flippantly.
My head jerked up. “What?” I asked, hoping she caught the warning in my tone.
She scowled. “I had hoped that was a vicious rumor.”
I arched an eyebrow, sitting back down in my chair. “A rumor? Why would you think that?”
Odette scoffed openly. “You’re hellbent on keeping that dancer protected, and now you’re just opening the doors to let anyone in the castle? It seems counterproductive, don’t you think?”
