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“Oh, fucking gross,” I groaned, squeezing my eyes shut against the mental image.
“But this cock? All yours, all goddamn day,” he said, grinding between my hips while he worked my shirt off. “These gorgeous tits? All mine, all night.” He fastened his lips around one of my nipples and sucked, drawing a breathy moan from my lips as I arched up into him.
His hands worked my pants down my hips, skimming up and down my naked skin as he damn near pulled an orgasm from me, just sucking and biting at my nipples.
“And this ass? I’m so fucking depraved,” he groaned, flipping me over suddenly and smacking the bottom curve of my ass hard enough to make me gasp and clench the blanket in my fists.
I popped my hips up, grinding my ass against his cock, so impatient to have him inside me. Cade chuckled, sliding one hand under my belly and gripping the back of my neck with the other. His arms flexed as he hauled me up to my feet and whirled me around, pressing my chest against the closed door.
His tall form crowded against me, his cock hard between my ass cheeks as he kicked my legs farther apart.
“I want every one of those fuckers to hear you come with me inside you,” Cade growled, hiking one of my legs into the crook of his elbow and opening my core to his cock. Driving into me with a growl, he began to fuck me against the wooden door with all the pent-up need he’d promised.
As my tight nipples scraped against the rough wood and he pounded into my pussy without mercy, an animalistic moan welled in my chest. His name spilled from my lips in broken syllables, over and over, as he murmured the fantasies he’d stored up over a decade of need.
“Come for menow,” he demanded, directing a stream of his ice magic down my spine and around my hips like a bolt of electricity right to my clit. My head reared back into his shoulder as my thighs began to shake and my pussy clenched tight around him, sucking him even deeper.
He lowered his head and pulled my head back roughly by my hair, sinking his fangs all the way into my neck and ratcheting up the intensity of my orgasm tenfold. I raised on my toes, twisting my body just enough so that I could reach his neck, biting him back with just as much need.
Aima, he growled in my mind, rutting deep inside me and coming so hard his knees buckled, his weight heavy against me. I answered him with the same word, our bodies clenching together as we drank from each other, renewing the vows we’d made in blood and sex, all those years ago.
The room was alive with the scent of fresh blood and ice magic as we stumbled to the bed, tangling together as we fed on each other again and again, relearning all the beautiful things that the world had tried to make us forget.
CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX
KASSIAN
Neither Rush nor I had spoken a word to each other the whole time we’d sat and listened to Kana and Acadian fucking.
It wasn’t exactly voyeuristic - probably half the rooms in the hallway could hear their panted moans and the thud of bodies against the door.
My fangs were aching with the scent of Kana’s blood being spilled, and out of the corner of my eye, I could see Rush practically glowing as he soaked up whatever pleasure energy was somehow leaking through the walls. I didn’t know how his magic worked, but he was enjoying their, um, enjoyment.
Still, neither of us made a move to leave and return to the rooms we’d been assigned. I hadn’t slept in mine a single time.
Eventually, Rush cleared his throat. I snapped closed the book I’d been holding, realizing with a start that I’d been holding it open upside down. The fae pointed to the door leading to the hall, where narrow tendrils of mist had begun to creep under.
“Nicolas?” he asked, his voice quiet in the sleepy silence that had pervaded the room once Kana and Cade had worn each other out.
But it wasn’t her deadaimawho formed out of the mist - it was Valda.
“Hello, boys,” the old woman said, materializing near the window. The early afternoon light shone through her, highlighting the ghostly nature of the mist. “I sense Kana is sleeping? No matter. I can give my message to any of you. The ancestors want you to know that this final Trial must go faster -Merden is even now being instructed to be done in no more than three days’ time.”
“But why?” I asked, even though I’d rather have it all done with sooner, too.
“The gobbelins,” Rush guessed, his eyes wide.
Valda nodded. “Their numbers grow every damn hour. There is no rule of the Trials that needs it to last until the next moon, and drawing things out only makes it more and more likely that the new Queen will have no palace or city to rule over.”
A shiver made its way up my spine as the mist spread across the floor thickly, almost knee-high. It was as though many more of the ancestors than Valda were in the room, pressing us forward in earnest.
Behind me, the bedroom door opened, and Kana padded out, barefoot but dressed.
“Grand-mère,” she said, hurrying to the former Queen and again tucking her arms back to her side, like her first instinct was always to hug her. Valda seemed to have been more of a mother to Kana than Amelie, and my heart hurt for Kana, to lose her to Merden as well.
Valda repeated what she’d told us, and she and Kana shared a silent moment of staring into each other’s eyes. I felt the prickle of ice magic passing between them as they used their mind speak, and I wondered what Kana was still hiding from us. We’d all felt it like a dark place in her mind, but we were trying to give her space.
“Be ready. This will be swift,” Valda warned, her form fading as the sunlight intensified through the window.
