Page 19 of Cruel Is My Court


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“I love you too.” He playfully nipped my bottom lip and I moaned into his mouth before I remembered we should be quiet. “How I love those sounds you make. One of these days, when we’re not killing our enemies or running for our lives, I’ll take my time exploring just what makes you moan the loudest.”

“Promises, promises.” Pleasure speared through me when he pulled out then pushed back in. The velvety slide of his cock inside of me was more intense in this position, the pressure almost more than I could take. Gods, this was sublime, pleasure lingering just out of reach as he slowly, thoroughly fucked me, lips devouring, teeth nipping.

“I always keep my promises.” Raz’s groan was ragged, his relentless strokes getting faster and faster, one hand cupping the back of my head so it didn’t knock against the paneled wall. Pleasure spread through me all the way to my fingertips, stoking my need higher and higher, until release was so close I could almost touch it.

Almost.

So fucking close.

“Raz…please.” I couldn’t let him go to do this myself, but I neededmore.

“I’ve got you, princess. Hang on.” His thumb lightly brushed my clit, again and again. I gritted my teeth as the orgasm crashed through me, my channel tightening around his thick cock, my legs jerking as pleasure took me over.

Then he groaned against my throat and exploded inside me, filling me up, both of us sliding against each other, the slap of flesh echoing through the room.

Was that Raz’s name that just flew out of my mouth?

We both went still, our bodies shaking from the force of that climax, inky silence pressing in from all sides. I swore I could still hear my voice echoing off the walls. “Oh gods, they heard us.”

“They heardyou, you mean,” he teased.

“I’ll never be able to face them tomorrow, Raz.” I buried my face in his neck. “Never.”

“Then ride up front.” His big shoulders shrugged beneath my hands as he lowered me carefully to the floor, our bodies sliding against each other, stirring up another flare of heat before he laid me down on the rug. “That way you won’t have to look at anyone.”

He pulled the blankets off the bed and tucked them around us, then reached around to squeeze my arse. “But I’m definitely riding behind you. For the views, of course.”

I giggled softly then nestled deeper into his arms, trying to escape the chill. “Do you think we can trust Dane?” I asked, scanning his face before gently touching the mark beneath his eye.

Gods, he was so beautiful. The most beautiful person I’d ever seen, and I pressed my lips to his, kissing him deep and long, hoping I’d still taste him tomorrow.

“I mean, what do you know about these tunnels?”

“Nothing,” Raz admitted, brushing his hand down my back. “But the Wynter Palace is four days away. The Oracle ordered us to appear in two.”

“If we’re late, then what?”

Raz blew out a breath. “Your guess is as good as mine, but given this is the Oracle we’re talking about…I’m willing to chance the tunnels, if they’ll get us there in time. I don’t know Dane, but Lucius seems decent enough and Tavion…His life is as much at risk as ours. And I don’t see another option.”

He held me tight enough I felt the shudder go through him. “Stay close for the next two days. I won’t let you out of my sight. If Zor was here, he’d have your back too, but he’s not. Whatever made these tunnels…If they run all the way to Tempeste, it’s hard to say what might be down there.”

Despite Dane’s flippant assurances, I couldn’t shake the same unsettled feeling.

This shortcut was a simple, neat solution to our problem, and usually, the easy answers carried the most risk. For now, though, I pushed away my unease and gave into my curiosity.

“Who do you think made them?”

“I don’t even want to guess at this point. Don’t leave my side, and if anything goes wrong, you take those bands off and protect yourself.”

Raz leisurely nibbled my throat, one hand skimming down my side, when he went still, yanking away the covers, freezing air sweeping in. I yelped and tried to drag them back, but his eyes were fixed on my skin where his hand rested.

“What’s this?” he asked, staring at where his fingers traced my hip.

“What is this, Anaria?” I’d seen him face monsters without batting an eye, but that was raw fear in Raziel’s voice right now.

I bit my lip. “You know how you have that dot on your face?”

“Anaria…”

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