Page 138 of Court of Nightmares


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ALTHEA

I’m escorted out of the court and to the front entrance so I can experience the full impact—or so Azul tells me—and it makes my jaw drop.

The entire court has been transformed into something out of a fantasy. The entrance is a huge stone archway with the words, “Enter if you dare. Welcome to the Court of Nightmares,” written in our language at the top of the arch. Smoke and shadows billow throughout it, concealing what lies beyond, and ivy and dark-purple flowers crawl up the stone. A blood-red carpet leads right to it, making the entryway look grand, and huge candles line the wall to light the way, dripping wax across the floor. I step through the arch and gasp at the touch of magic that kisses my skin, and when we step into the area where the ball will be held, I’m stunned.

It’s been transformed into a gothic fantasy forest. Gauzy red material hangs from the ceiling, and thousands of candles glitter in the black chandeliers above us. More candles are spread across tables, alcoves, and the floor in various sizes, and the flames cast the space in an otherworldly glow. The steps on either side of the main floor are covered with the same carpet as the entrance outside, and smoke and shadows swirl around the room, concealing the floor. Black and red tables are placed on the left and filled with decadent food of all colours. Red Chesterfield sofas are pushed against walls, framed with giant wingback chairs, with pillows and blankets to provide areas to feed and fuck. Beyond, under the stairs, are seven matching thrones all done in black and red. One is slightly higher than the rest, and it’s placed in the middle.

Stone and golden decorations are situated strategically around the room, as are details that reference being a creature of the night, like moons, suns, stars, and monsters.

The courtyard doors are open, offering a view of the world beyond, where a giant water fountain flows with blood. A woman—who I realise is a replica of me—stands in the middle with a sinister smile and monsters gathered at her feet. Blooming flowers surround the lawn, which is filled with sculptures, a maze, food, and so much more. It looks like something straight out of a novel, and it’s filled with magic.

I see my monsters emerging from the forest and the land beyond to gather outside and wait for the ball to begin. Simon, his mate, and his pack are due to arrive any minute now, so I take the time to just stare in wonder.

The sun is up, however, brightly illuminating everything. Conall winks at me. “We can’t be the Court of Nightmares without the moon and darkness, now can we?” Striding to the open door, he calls upon his powers. He’s embraced the shadows and darkness of his powers since his rebirth, but now I watch as my wicked mate embraces his control over the sun, absorbing it into himself and prematurely filling the sky with the moon and stars. When the enigmatic light of the night hits the room, it gives everything a sultry, sexual ambiance.

Conall turns, lit up from within from the sun. “I called the moon for you, mate.”

“Come here, my love,” I murmur. He strides over, and I groan at the sight of the sun trapped within his skin, casting rainbows over his body. “You are my moon,” I murmur lovingly.

“And you are my sun,” he replies, leaning down to kiss me until someone clears their throat.

“If we let you carry on, you will have her bent over the table and filled with your cock and cum before the party even starts,” Reve teases, and Nathair laughs.

“At least save it for them.”

“We should.” I smirk as an idea comes to mind.

“I know that look,” Conall whispers to me, a wicked grin forming on his lips. “I’m with you.”

* * *

Simon and his mate turn up with some of his pack in tow. They are all in matching black suits, but each has put their own twist on it, and they look amazing. They spread out throughout the court with the monsters, and we leave Simon and his wolf on the door, along with Nathair, while I prepare my plan. Power and presence are everything to those attending tonight. They expect a show, and that’s exactly what I will give them. I’m going to show them exactly who we are as soon as we arrive, causing them to feel unsure and off balance, which will leave us in charge.

After all, this is our court. We are the nightmares, and they are our prey.

It doesn’t take long for them to begin to arrive, and Nathair’s voice fills my head.The first ones are arriving.

Keep them there, then let them in together before you come and join us, I reply, lying down on a sofa. I throw one leg over the back, while the other foot remains on the floor so my legs are spread, the material bunching at my pussy. I run my eyes over my other mates, who have stopped everything they are doing to watch me.

“Want to put on a show?” I purr, and before I can even explain, Conall is on all fours between my thighs, watching me hungrily.

“Are you sure, mate?” he murmurs as I mentally show them exactly what I want.

“That’s a way to make an entrance.” Lycus snorts as he reaches down and rearranges his hard cock. “I’ll want to kill them for getting to see you like that though.”

Conall nods, Zale winks, and Reve laughs, as does Nathair in my head.

Let me know when you are ready,draya,he purrs.

“I’m sure.” I lean back. “Don’t you want to claim your queen in front of them?”

Six matching possessive growls fill the air, making me smirk.

“Now is your chance.” I don’t get to say another word before the material at my waist is bunched up and a mouth seals on my wet pussy. His head will block their view of me, but it’s very obvious what he’s doing.

My gasp fills the air as his tongue drags across me, the wet sound making him shudder. The others spread out around me, driving my pleasure higher until I almost forget the plan.

Almost.

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