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I swallowed thickly, grabbing hold of his thick, black horns. They were rough and ridged like carved bone. I used them to keep me steady as Vazden buried his face in my center. I cried out as his tongue entered me. His mouth was hot and wet, his teeth sharp as they nibbled at my skin gently. I couldn’t help but move my hips, fucking his face as his claws dug into my ass. He ate me like he was starving. Like he’d been wasting away for years without relief and I was his salvation.
It didn’t take me long to climax, my thighs tightening and shaking around his face as he closed his lips around my clit, sucking it with his tongue, rolling it until I saw stars behind my eyelids. I could barely breathe as I moaned his name. Over and over, I chanted for him to keep going, to never ever stop.
He pulled away, his lips coated in my wetness. His eyes were feral and glowing brightly, the slit down the middle so narrow it was almost nonexistent. “I need to fuck you before my beast takes over completely.”
I moaned as he lowered me back down. “Tell him he’s more than welcome to come out and play…” I was delirious with pleasure, aching to be filled as his thick hardness rubbed up against me.
“Oh, he would like that very much,” he purred.
Then he was shoving inside me. Hard and fast as we both cried out. His cock stretched me wider than I'd ever been stretched before, until I wasn’t sure my body could take it anymore. I was so utterly full, nearly bursting. But it felt so fucking good. So good that tears pricked my eyes.
“Am I hurting you?” he asked, barely able to grit the words out, straining as I clenched my muscles around him.
“Yes, but don’t you dare stop. I want to feel it all. I want to feel everything.” It did hurt, but I welcomed the pain. I needed it. I craved it.
“Fuck!” he shouted, more dragon than drach this time. His rumble echoed off of the trees that surrounded us, and probably through the valley below. He slammed me on his cock, over and over again, using my body to fuck himself exactly how he wanted. He was so large that I barely had to do anything, he could just move me with ease in any direction, at any speed. Pleasure rolled through me in wave after delicious wave. Rising and rising until I was going to overflow.
I reached up, grabbing onto his horns again for leverage as his hips continued to thrust into me, the slaps of our skin the only sound other than our moans. I pulled him in for a kiss, our lips clashing, teeth clacking together as we tasted, licked, and consumed.
We fell over the edge together, Vazden emptying himself violently into me. His cum was hot and it spilled down between us, all the while his thrusts never stopped. They slowed, but didn’t stop. He came with a mighty roar that shook the trees, sending flocks of birds leaping from their perches and flying off into the sky. My thighs shook. My whole body shook.
It all came crashing down around me when a sudden burning pain shot through my spine, licking up my back like flames. My body became dead weight in his arms. Vazden cursed, his wings opening back up as he lowered me to the mossy ground. “What is it??” He ran his eyes over me from head to toe, unable to find a single wound. “Kyre!” He shook me, but my eyes were already rolling back in my head from the pain.
I’d never felt anything like it. There was a white-hot glow as the collar around my neck burned, growing brighter by the second. Vazden was frantic as I fought for every breath, trying to break the collar, but it wouldn’t budge.
There was a noise in the distance—the dull thud of hoofbeats and the flapping of wings. Vazden looked up, glaring off into the distant trees, nostrils flaring as he breathed in deeply. Glancing back down at me, he tentatively touched the collar around my throat again.
I managed to shake my head and croak out, “My back…it’s on fire…”
Tears streamed from my eyes as I gritted my teeth, writhing in Vazden’s embrace. A pressure was building between my shoulder blades, pushing and pushing until I felt like my spine would crack in half. I screamed, shrill and bloodcurdling, no longer able to hold it in.
The sounds of the forest began to jumble together, and as Vazden looked up, he began yelling, pointing off in the distance as if he was speaking to someone, but I was in too much pain to look.
“Hold on for me, Kyre,” Vazden chanted. Over and over, he repeated the words until they began to sound like vague echoes and murmurs. Then his lips were moving without sound, and everything went silent.
Four large shapes appeared in my vision—One blue, one dark, one golden, and one a bright, shining white. The golden one flared brighter as it came closer, and somewhere in the back of my mind, I knew it was them.
I felt Riven take my hand in his, just before a wave of pain hit me again, causing me to arch my back and scream. Riven’s grip tightened, and cooling licks of power began slipping up my arm, under my skin. When the magic reached my shoulder, it leaked into my skin and covered me in a deliciously cool sensation that felt like jumping into a running river after a hot summer day.
The princes were murmuring too quickly for me to pick up their meaning, but there was something frantic in their tones. I just lay there, trying to use Riven’s reprieve to take in long, steady breaths before the pain inevitably came back with a vengeance.
The bright, white light bent over my body, blocking out the other males. I felt the tickle and drag of Haelo’s long hair against my overheated skin as he gently cupped my cheek. “Close your eyes for me, love. It’ll all be over soon.” His words were soothing and soft, like a lullaby begging for me to obey. “That’s it…” he cooed as my eyelids drooped, exhaustion washing over me. “Sleep for me, little faerie, and in the morning, everything will be as it should.”
Kyre
Iwoke to the sound of rushed male voices, my head instantly spinning and my stomach rolling with nausea. I was going to vomit… There was no question about it.
Clenching my teeth together and attempting to lift my heavy lids, I couldn’t help but overhear an argument going on somewhere in the room…if I was even in a room.How did I get here?Where is here?The last thing I remembered was standing on the edge of a cliff overlooking the valley with Vazden.
Despite the nausea, my lips tingled pleasantly, remembering the feel of his hands all over my skin. Not only his hands, but his lips, his teeth, and his cock…
“How exactly do you expect to keep any of this a secret?” snapped a deep, growling voice I instantly recognized as Vazden. “You have no idea what you’ve set in motion, do you?”
Set in motion? Who was he talking to? Was he talking about me?
“Look at her, Vaz. Look at her and tell me this isn't fate. We’ve waited for too long to take any chances.” Riven’s rich, velvety voice sounded more irritated than bored as usual. “The second her blood touched Faerie’s soil, it was out of our hands, and you know that. I tried to keep it to myself until I could figure out what we were supposed to fucking do!”
“You placed a dampener around her fucking neck!” Vazden roared, and something in the room shattered. “You humiliated her in front of the entire hunt, refused to tell her the truth about who she is to us, and now you have the audacity to expect her to—”
