The repellent male stares at poor Heidi as if she was naked. “Yes, as always.”
Heidi smiles, but it’s forced. I glance at Freya, and she’s glaring openly at Lord Mirem. No, that’s not a simple glare. Shehatesthis male. I just met him, and I hate him to. But if Lord Valkor is prostituting the females, then… Oh my God. Surely they’re not going to force Heidi to have sex with Lord Mirem while she’s probably in labor.
Yes, yes, they would. There aren’t limits for the Nightingales’ cruelty. Fuck. King Raphael should never have helped them fight the shadowbeasts. With the exception of Vivi and Rikkon, this race doesn’t deserve to live.
Lord Mirem turns his attention to me, and my blood seems to freeze in my veins. He’ll lose his dick if he pays for me.
“You’ve acquired a new beauty.”
“Yes, she only just arrived. She’s still getting adjusted.”
“I see. Not to worry.” He offers Heidi his arm. “Shall we, my precious?”
Heidi looks up with round eyes but makes no motion to accept Lord Mirem’s extended arm. Lord Valkor frowns, then looks pointedly at Lana, who doesn’t seem to notice.
Suddenly, Lord Indigo appears out of nowhere. “Heidi, dear. Lord Mirem is waiting.”
“I… I?—”
“You can’t possibly ask her to do this in her condition,” Freya interjects.
Shit. Things are about to escalate. The guards are closing in, and the other guests are watching us with keen interest. Fuckers probably want to see some punishment being doled out.
Heidi cries out suddenly, staggering to the side and into me. I catch her arm, supporting most of her weight. “What’s wrong?”
“I… I don’t know.”
The smell of blood hits my nose, and a moment later, I see it’s pouring down Heidi’s legs. Hell.
“She needs a doctor,” I say, meeting blank stares. Crap, they probably don’t even know what doctors are. “A healer. She’s in labor.”
Lord Indigo presses his hand over her belly, then looks at Lord Valkor. “It is time.”
He steps back and signals a guard to come for Heidi. The man lifts her in his arms, and we all follow him back to our quarters. No one tries to stop us. Dinner is officially over before it started, but I know, without a shadow of doubt, the nightmare is about to begin.
Thirty
MANU
ELLNESARI, PRESENT DAY
Agasp escapes my lips, and I close my eyes, because the sky is spinning. Karl is between my legs, driving me wild with his mouth. When the orgasm comes, my hips buckle, but he digs his fingers into my skin and keeps me in place while he continues his torturous tongue work.
“Karl… I need you.” I look at him so he can see the truth in my eyes.
He leans back, displaying his flushed cheeks and wolfish eyes. The tips of his fangs are peeking from his partially open lips. Holding my stare, he lifts one of my knees and bites my inner thigh softly.
I release a throaty moan, making him chuckle. “I’m right here, Princess.”
“Don’t laugh.” I sit up and reach for him.
Lust replaces the amusement in his eyes. He leans forward, shortening the distance between our mouths. “I’m not laughing now.”
He crushes his lips to mine and wraps one arm around my waist to pull me onto his lap. His cock is hard and ready onceagain, even though it hasn’t been that long since he was inside me, destroying my pussy in the best way possible.
I impale myself on him, shuddering as he stretches me to the max. I’ll never get sick of the moment our bodies become one, when our tongues mingle in a furious dance and I hold him so close, I can’t tell whose air I’m breathing.
I’m moving as fast as I can, chasing the bliss once again. Karl grabs my ass, digging his fingers deep while he helps me increase the pace. The bond flares in my chest, then expands to wrap around Karl and me. It seems the magic is getting more potent with every minute we spend together, with every shared gasp and moan.
