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Skylenna smirks to herself, rubbing her hands up and down the backs of her arms, subconsciously trying to gather heat.
“Are you hungry?” I ask. Not sure why I’m even bringing it up. I have no food to offer her. An angry, stretching pain swells under my chest. The clamoring need to kill the prisoners that run that kitchen. The pricks that decided to starve us out.
She shakes her head. “No.” Lie. “I am cold, though.”
I shift closer to the bars that separate us, reaching my hands to pull her closer, wrapping my arms around her lean frame as much as I can manage.
Fuck, she feels good against me. My hands trail up and down her soft curves.
She inhales through her nose slowly, letting out an audible sigh against my bare chest. A little noise I’ve come to recognize as her enjoying my scent. I can relate. She always smells so sweet and pretty. Raindrops, jasmine, and lilies. And it’s always most robust on the top of her head. My cock twitches as she lets out a happy, sleepy, quiet moan.
“If you could be anywhere in the world right now, where would it be?” I ask, trying to distract myself from the primal need to run my fingers up her warm center and push them into my mouth just so I can taste her again.
“Easy. Under the stars. In the Red Oaks.”
Classic. I remember lighting a fire for us that night she told me how Scarlett died. It felt so damn good to have my own special moment with her. After getting to know her, I grew jealous of the history Kane shared with her. I became hungry to make my own history with her. And that night, she let me comfort her, let me in on the darkest part of her…it was our moment. It was mine to keep.
And it meant the world to me.
“With a fire,” I add, and she shivers.
“And DaiSzek to cuddle with.”
“You don’t want to cuddle with Knightingale?” I smirk.
She gives me a pointed look. “Uh, not really, no.”
I laugh.
“She’s so prickly,” she muses. “Kind of like you.”
“Aw, that’s sweet.”
She snickers, adjusting herself against the bars.
“She doesn’t really seem like the cuddling type,” she says.
“Neither does DaiSzek.”
“Nah, he’s a big baby.”
My heart thumps in my chest. Fuck, he’s the biggest baby. I miss him like crazy right now. He’s my good boy. My fire-breathing dragon. I want to fight alongside him again. Tear this Vexamen Breed to shreds. We have such a bond when we go into battle; it’s like this silent communication that no one else can hear or understand. This promise that he has my back, that he’d cover any weak spots I might overlook, that he’d cut through a forest, run through a hurricane, fly over a mountain, just to eliminate any threats I face.
“Do you think he’s okay?” Skylenna asks with worry weakening her tone.
I shake my head. “No, I don’t. He’s bonded to us, baby. He’s probably going out of his mind trying to cross that ocean.”
She shudders in my arms. “We have to get back to him. To Knightingale. To Chekiss.”
“I know.”
Skylenna clears her throat, forcing away the tears that must be gathering in her eyes.
“If Skylenna is giving Dessin a blow job right now, I’m going to hurl,” Niles states in a hushed tone. “Or get turned on. Not sure which yet.”
Skylenna stiffens in my arms.
“We can hear you, you little monster!” I bark, shooting him a glare that could slice through that stupid, finely coiffed hair of his.
