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“Maeve—”
“Now.” I snapped.
Rainn shook his head, chuckling as he pulled his trousers down enough to expose his hard cock. I shimmied my hips, tugging my dress over my thighs. I wrapped my arms around his shoulders as Rainn moved back to me, and his hands cupped the bare skin of my bottom as he lifted me. I wrapped my hips around his waist as he moved his hand from my ass to my core—hissing in appreciation when he felt how wet I was.
Rainn lined himself up with my entrance, holding the head of his cock to my pussy. “Beg.” He crooned, his eyes sparkling with mischief.
“I’ll scratch your eyes out if you don’t fuck me right—” Now. The air left my lungs as he thrust inside of me, pulling my body down until my ass rested against his bare skin. My eyes rolled in my head, and all I could manage was a simple, breathy “Yes.”
Rainn used his grip on my ass to move my body, thrusting his hips so that every movement pushed his cock to the deepest possible point. Straddling the line between pain and pleasure. My clit rubbed against the base of his cock, to the skin behind it, with every shift of our bodies.
I knitted my fingers in his tarnished silver hair and kissed him desperately, feverishly, as he fucked me. The sound of our bodies colliding echoed through the silence of the tunnel. Harsh, wet, and sloppy. Punctuated with moans and grunts.
“My Shíorghrá.” He whispered as he pressed himself to the deepest point. I felt his muscles contract, and the thought of him coming inside of me—filling me with his seed—was enough to send me over the edge. Blinded with pleasure, Rainn rode his orgasm, pumping inside of me, even as I felt the wetness of his cum drip down my thigh. Every muscle shook, and my toes curled as I let out a weak mewl.
I didn’t know how long we stood, pressed against each other, with his cock still inside of me, growing soft.
He smiled against my mouth as I finally came back to my body. My entire body sagged as my energy left me, and Rainn caught me. I pressed my head against his shoulder and let out a laugh.
“I don’t think I can move,” I whispered. “My legs feel like a jellyfish.”
Rainn chuckled, the sound low and quiet.
Further down the passageway, the eerie creak of a door echoed through the silence, followed by three steps in the darkness. Rainn and I froze, turning to the shadows. I squinted but couldn’t see more than a few feet down the tunnel.
“Are we alone?” A voice asked brusquely.
Rainn placed his fingers to his lips. Amused. Undoubtedly, another couple had stolen away for a moment behind the tapestry of Belisama and the first selkies.
“No one knows of this passage.” Another voice replied dryly. It took a moment to place River’s monotone drawl. “We can speak privately here.”
“Does she know?” The other voice asked.
“Who are you talking about?” River laughed. The sound was harsh and biting. “My mother?”
“The undine princess.” The voice hissed. “I thought she was dead! The guards brought her to the beach and left her on the sand. You saw it for yourself.”
“She is the Mad Queen’s daughter,” River replied. “I did as I was paid to do. I got those guards past the Skala Isles and to the beach. It was up to them to ensure she was dead.”
“But what if she recognizes you?”
“I doubt she will.” River was unbothered. “Maeve Cruinn only has eyes for Rainn. I wasn’t amongst the undine guards on that day.”
“But if the Undine King finds out that she’s still alive—” The voice protested.
“The ship has sailed on that one. King Irvine is dead.” River informed the unknown fae.
“And Maeve Cruinn will take the throne?” The stranger whispered.
“I doubt that.” River laughed. “Did you see the girl? A waif. A weakling. Not a scrap of magic in her blood, underwater or above it. She didn’t even fight when they pried the pearl from her face; what makes you think she could hold a throne?”
Neither of us spoke a word until we were back in the suite, and I began to pace, my hands wringing in front of me as I imagined strangling River’s neck.
“We should murder him,” I said through gritted teeth.
“We should speak to my mother,” Rainn replied, surprisingly calm.
“He helped the guards; he helped my uncle when he tried to kill me!” I hissed, turning back to my pacing. My chest hurt, and my skin felt too tight as I struggled to contain the anger in my own skin. Rainn’s reaction wasn’t enough for me. I trusted him with my life, but surely, he should have felt something about his brother aiding my uncle. But Rainn was silent.
