Page 45 of Shadows so Cruel


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Loved him a bit more with each day.

Crushed seashells crunched beneath our steps as we slipped beneath the balcony, where he walked me backward against one of the stone columns. Sebian’s hands glided over my body, our breaths turning to panting as he pressed himself against me.

“Fuck, sweetheart, I didn’t touch you in so long,” he groaned, kissing a path from the corner of my mouth, along my jaws, and down the side of my neck. “You’re healed. I want you so badly.”

My mind dizzied with pleasure, numbing my senses with the raw need vibrating off his body. “Sebian…”

He growled, grinding his hard cock against me through the fabric of our clothes. “Yes, sweetheart?”

I gasped, arching my back and pressing my clit over the length of his flesh. “We’re outside.”

“So?” His lips moved hungrily against mine in time with the rocking of our hips, each movement setting off a tingle of pleasure that threatened to consume me. “Remember the night of the storm? When I made you come just by humping you like this, hmm?”

“Yes,” I moaned into his mouth, gripping his arms as our movements grew frenzied.

“I love rubbing myself on you like this until I come,” he rasped with another roll of his cock against me, the friction against my clit sending wave after wave of pleasure reverberating through my core. “Come with me, sweetheart. I want to fucking soak my breeches with my cum when you fall apart.”

My breath hitched, his words fanning the flames of my desire until I was burning with need. His hands moved to my hips, fingers pressing into me as he kept us in perfect rhythm. I closed my eyes, giving myself up to the sensations completely…

“That’s a fucking good girl.” His breathing grew more labored with every roll of his cock against me, intensifying the pleasure until it spread, heated. “I’m about to come in my pants, sweetheart.”

The pleasure crested, cold air streaming into my lungs. It broke against the heat in my core, where it seemed to splinter, sending a million shards to slice at my insides. All tenderness wilted away under the flare of a sudden pain, right in my chest. It gnawed on my ribs, burned into my scar, scraped away the air in my lungs until I gasped.

By the seven hells, what wasthis?

“Whatever you two are practicing right this moment,” Malyr drawled nearby, his voice roughened by something that sent a shudder down my spine, “I daresay it has little to do with handling your void, little dove.”

ChapterTwenty

Galantia

Present Day, Tidestone

Arms crossed behind his back, Malyr walked toward us, dressed in fine black robes, his air of royal composure so at odds with the wild flickering of shadows that swathed him. They danced low all around him, as if someone had doused him in oil and set him on fire, feeding black flames that flickered and stretched toward me.

Toward my void.

Of course, that treacherous thing answered in flares of pain that tugged violently beneath my ribs, almost as if it wanted to escape through the gap in my bones. Too many sliced through me, violent enough that I lifted a hand to my sternum, as if I could calm it.

I could not.

Sebian stared down at my hand, frowned up at me, then released me from his embrace, fully facing Malyr. “Actually, she’s done pretty great today.”

Malyr scoffed. “That’s not what I heard the builders say when they hurried past me, mumbling about anuncontrolledvoid.”

I dug my nails into my scarf, all but pinching myself to distract from the pain that swelled beneath. “It’s not uncontrolled.”

Malyr’s eyes caught the motion of my fingers, which had me drop my hand to my side, but unfortunately, not quickly enough to keep one corner of his mouth from lifting into the most infuriating smirk. “How about you show me, hmm?” A lift of his arm, then he slowly curled two fingers, beckoning me to him. “Step into my shadows, little dove.”

Dread spiraled through my belly.

A challenge.

My eyes went to those black plumes that played around his long open strands, the sight alone sending tingles into the strangest parts of my body. Was it worth the risk of losing control of my void over proving him that I wouldn’t? No. That would only further motivate him to get me to bond so he may gain more power.

“Like Sebian pointed out, I did quite well today,” I said. “Your concern is misplaced. I knew exactly what I was doing just now.”

His smirk died at the way he ran his tongue over the upper corner of his teeth, his disappointment over my refusal to be taunted palpable. “Whatever is it you have been doing? It clearly left you… aching.”

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