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Swallowing my nervousness, I think back to my last day at Veron’s when he told me to choose between him or Siúcra. And then I hold out my wrists to Dusk just the same way I offered them to the captain and his soldiers.
Vale snorts. At my act of open defiance, Dusk’s expression grows dark, fury pulling his lips back as he bares his teeth.
“Irons won’t be necessary,” he sneers. “But if you so much as stray off the path, you’ll regret it.”
I’m sure I would.
With a slash of his pale hand, the Unseelie pops the lock of my cell. “Follow Vale, Elle.” He pulls out his sword. “I’ll take up the rear.”
“A human… and an unclaimed human at that,” purrs a rich, throaty, female voice. “And I thought I was the biggest lure in this prison.”
My head jerks up.
I’m sitting on the floor of my new cell, my back against the rough wall, my knees folded up to my chest. I had been wondering how long before the other woman woke up and noticed me and, well, I guess I must’ve dozed off.
I rub my eyes, peering across the empty strait, meeting the curious look of the woman watching me back.
It’s just the two of us now.
When Dusk and Vale left me in my new cell, neither fae lingered. Dusk looked like he wanted to stay, but couldn’t, and Vale’s disappointment was super obvious when the redhead in the cell across from mine was sleeping in her bed.
Bed, I noticed. Like the fancy suites on the other side of Siúcra, she has a luxurious bed… while I’m still stuck with a cot.
Oh, well. At least I’m already used to it.
I didn’t plan on nodding off. I purposely avoided my cot, dropping down on the floor as I got as comfortable as possible. Until my new wingmate was up, I couldn’t think of anything else to do. Considering the way Vale tiptoed as close as possibly to her cell, careful not to disturb as she slumbered, I figured it was a smooth move to stay quiet in case she was some kind of monster.
All I could see earlier was her back, and the long mess of fiery red curls that covered her all the way to her hip while she slept on her side.
When I get a good look at her now, I have to do a double-take.
So, yeah. Not a monster.
She’s… beautiful is too tame a word. And I’ve spent weeks surrounded by the fae, a mythical, ethereal race that is so gorgeous, it’s otherworldly. She takes it one step further. From her classically sculpted features to the waterfall of flame-colored curls, plus her milky white skin, she looks like a goddess come to life. Her boobs are big, her ass, too, but her waist is teeny-tiny, a perfect hourglass figure.
And, more than anything, she exudes sex.
“My name is Posey, human. Who are you?”
“Hi. Um. I’m Elle.”
She stretches, arching her back and showing off her tits. With the fairy lights hitting her just right, I can see her nipples, too; no bra for Posey. Her dress is so thin it’s almost sheer and, not for the first time, I’m glad that I’ve clung to my leather jacket. If that’s what passes for the female uniform in here, I’ll continue to wear my human clothes no matter how ripe they get.
Dusk was the one who brought me the pile of white fabric right after he placed me in my cell. From the shape of it, it reminded me of an old-fashioned nightgown and I asked if it was mandatory. All the male prisoners wore white, too, but nothing like this.
I’d been surprised when he looked me up and down—again—before shaking his head. Murmuring something about how the shadows suit me, Dusk told me to keep the female’s uniform, but that I didn’t have to wear it. I didn’t understand what he meant by shadows until I realized that my black jeans, black tank, and leather jacket were as dark as the Dark Fae’s hair. In Faerie, the Unseelie got their power from the night; the Seelie wilted in the shadows. Of course he liked my black clothes. It probably added to his attraction.
I almost changed on the spot. Maybe if I wasn’t wearing my leather jacket, I would’ve. But I’ve had that jacket since high school and, well, it’s kind of like a security blanket for me.
Plus, I didn’t feel comfortable stripping out of my clothes, either.
Now I’m glad. When Dusk and Vale took me from my old cell, marching me halfway across the prison to my new one, there wasn’t time to reach for my hidden stash of fruit or the uniform I kept just in case. Then again, it’s even better that I clung to my human clothes. I couldn’t imagine passing countless jeering prisoners wearing something as see-through as that.
She doesn’t seem to mind. In fact, I get the idea that she’s proud of her body and she is more than happy to show it off.
Good for her. I had tits like that, I might feel better about letting other people see them.
Her lips purse. Amusement lights up her stunning face and, for the first time, I notice that her eyes are white. The whole thing. There’s no pupil. No iris. Just pure white.
