Page 110 of Court of Nightmares


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Opening my eyes, I blink away the rain drops. His hair is plastered against his head, and his brilliant eyes are bright with love as he stares down at me.

Nathair. His name is almost a sigh as he winds me across the courtyard, our feet barely touching the ground as he dips and spins me, grinning all the while as he watches me.

He pulls me back into his arms until we are just swaying, our heads bent together as we slow to a stop. With a growl, he slams his lips onto mine. Pressing up on my tiptoes, I grip his wet hair and yank him closer, bruising his lips with the force of my kiss. His hands slide down my back, gripping my ass through the wet material of my dress, and then he lifts me. I wrap my legs around his waist until I’m kissing down from the new height. The rain falls around us like a curtain, just us and the storm.

Our mouths don’t break apart as he sways us again, dragging my pussy along his jeans and the hardness there. The friction makes me cry out until my head falls back. His lips slide down my throat, sucking and nipping. “You are so beautiful,draya,” he purrs against my skin, sliding my dress up until he can grip my bare ass cheeks and squeeze them as he sucks on my neck. Pleasure blooms inside me, and my eyes close in bliss.

“Nathair, I need you,” I beg.

“You have me forever,” he promises against my skin, his fingers stroking across my pussy as he licks my throat.

“Show me,” I demand, gazing at the thunderous sky. The clouds are drawing in, gathering across the moon, blocking out the shine of the stars, as the lightning arcs across the sky. “Show me how much you love me.”

Knowing what I need, he rips my dress off, tossing it to the wind and leaving me bare. A shiver goes through me from my need.

The water washes away our fears, our worries, and when I lift my head and meet his eyes, I see vulnerability in his gaze. This great blood king, who is more powerful than any vampyr alive, watches me like he’s worried I’ll be taken away by the storm. His hands grip me tightly, holding me to him as he lifts me and slams me down on his cock.

My scream booms with the thunder as his huge length splinters me before I reform around him, connecting us both body and soul. Our eyes lock, and our souls are just as tightly wound as we are. Our breaths become the same, our hearts beat as one, and his pleasure is mine and mine is his.

I can feel him claiming me under the storm as the very elements themselves try to take me from him. I feel his hands slide across my wet body, marking every inch, yet it’s his soul that has me crying out as he echoes the sound.

I see it all. I see his devotion, his love, his loyalty, and his family. I see him. I see every flawed inch of my king, and I see that it’s all for me. Every action, every thought is now centred around me as if I’m the beating heart of his entire world.

It leaves me breathless, and a sense of power slams through me.

One of the oldest, most powerful vampyrs in the world would raze this entire species, this entire planet, simply to make me happy again. There is nothing he would not do for me, and it shouldn’t be as heartwarming as it is, but it makes me move with him, claiming him like he claims me.

I open every inch of myself to him, and I let him see the depths of my love and just how much I crave him—the serpent whose bite saved me. He’s the one I look to for help, for leadership. He’s my rock, my safe space, and my love.

Snarling against my lips, I return from the bond, blinking as I stare into his red eyes. His lips swallow mine, and he grips my ass as he moves me faster, making me ride him. Each slide drags my clit across his body, hitting it until I’m reaching for my release.

This is just us—raw, together, powerful, and one.

Our bodies move faster and faster as our lips tangle. Pleasure flows through both of us, our blood heating us as the rain lashes us. Finally, it becomes too much, and my head falls back as he bottoms out in me, hitting my clit against him, and the pleasure explodes like the lightning in the sky.

As the storm intensifies and thunder crashes overhead, I scream his name into the madness.

Lighting up the sky with my love for him.

CHAPTERFORTY-FIVE

ALTHEA

Iwake up slowly, the familiar silken sheets of my bed making me sigh. There’s a hard body at my back and hands wandering across my skin, making me moan as I bury my head into the warm muscle in front of me.

There’s a soft chuckle as my thighs are tugged open. I don’t even lift my head until a tongue laps at my cunt, making me jolt. Sleepily, I blink and lift my head, scanning the pale expanse of skin before me—Osis. He grins at me. “Morning, beautiful.”

I turn my head to see Azul watching me hungrily, his hands cresting over my breasts until my nipples pebble under his rough, calloused hands and his fangs descend. Just then, another long lick drags along my pussy, making me jolt at the pleasure.

I peer down at Reve, who smirks up at me. “I wanted to taste the storm.” He winks. “Since we were not invited to that party last night.”

My head falls back, my hands fisting the muscles on either side of me. Osis groans as Azul grips me tighter.

Reve laps at my pussy as Azul leans down and captures one nipple, sucking and licking it. When Osis realises what he’s doing, he copies him. They nibble on my stiff peaks, and pleasure rolls through me, arching down to my clit which Reve teases.

“What does she taste like?” Osis murmurs, lifting his head, his bright eyes meeting mine. His white hair is tied back, but pieces curl down and frame his sharp, beautiful face.

“Like goddamn heaven.” Reve groans, thrusting his tongue inside me.

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