Page 37 of Cruel Is My Court


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“I know.” I stared out over the dead forest, the barren plain where I swore I glimpsed a black shadow creeping toward us. “Even though I almost wish I was meeting her alone. I feel like that would be less dangerous.”

Raz tilted his head to kiss my shoulder, his thick black hair spilling over me, the only thing soft about him. I weaved my fingers through the silky strands, shivering at the deep, rumbling purr vibrating his chest pressed against my back.

The ache between my legs turned maddening, the tickle of his hair brushing over my skin becoming another sort of torment, his fingers trailing so, so lightly down my arm I shook with anticipation.

“How so?”

I hesitated, hating what I was about to suggest. “If we separated, she couldn’t use us. Together, we become the weapon she needs. Maybe not the best solution, but the further apart we are, the safer we are.”

The thought of us splitting up was loathsome, but if that kept these males safe and the Oracle powerless, the sacrifice would be worthwhile.

“Makes sense, but who’s to say she won’t use us individually?”

“Oh, she could certainly try,” I agreed, closing my eyes as his lips traced my shoulder then nibbled my throat.

“She’s known you for decades but gone to extraordinary lengths to get me to claim the magic. Now that I have…I hate to even say this out loud, but with me in the picture, you four are at risk, Raz. She’s going to use me to control you. Or vice versa, until she traps us completely.”

“Maybe she’s already trapped us.” Raz’s hand drifted further south, unbuckling my belt and opening my jacket, his warm calloused palm skimming my stomach, my ribcage.

“If wewereunder her control, she wouldn’t keep us in reserve. We’d be down on that plain or at the city gates. She’d use us to make a statement.” I jolted back against him when his knuckles brushed over my peaked nipple. I writhed beneath his touch, wanting him so bad.

“Holy gods, this air is like ice.”

“I quite like the effect,” Raz purred in my ear, pressing his chest to my back while cupping both breasts in his very warm palms before rolling my too sensitive nipples between his fingers. “Gods, I love your body…I can’t get enough of you, Anaria.”

I swooned, both at his tone and those words, my eyes drifting closed as I let him explore, trailing kisses down my throat, before he gripped my chin, turning my mouth to his.

Instead of kissing me, Raziel just held me still, our noses almost touching, so I saw desire burning in his eyes. So I saw he wanted me as much as I wanted him.

“If I had to walk through fire to be able to touch you like this, I’d fucking crawl on my hands and knees.” His erection throbbed against my arse, sending a wave of anticipation coursing through me like a river, his words melting my heart.

“I’ve lived over a hundred years, but these past months with you…have been the best of them, Anaria.” He paused, his lips pressed against my cheek.

“Do you remember what sacriviose means?” I nodded faintly, overcome by the emotions tangled up inside me. “You were supposed to be the sacrifice that saved our world. But you ended up beingmysacrifice, Anaria. I don’t care about this world anymore because I would give everything up for you.”

My fingers dug into his forearm braced across my stomach, the corded tendons and muscles flexing as he caressed my body, taking his time, my eyes rolling back in my head—it felt that good.

An anchor.

Raz was my anchor, to right now, to this life, to everything.

When he slid that hand down my belly and into the front of my leather trousers, I didn’t bite my lips fast enough to stop my throaty moan. Raz just chuckled. “That’s it, let me hear you. Let the whole fucking world hear you.” One finger slipped inside, and I moaned, a low, needy sound. “You are always so fucking wet for me. What are you thinking about to get you so dripping wet, Anaria?”

“You.” I managed to keep my voice down by some miracle. “Your cock inside me.”

“What else?” He sucked the side of my neck, sinking his teeth in, and I tried—I really fucking tried—but another little moan slipped out.

“You fucking me hard, not being careful.”

Raz blew out a weighty breath, steam wrapping around us. “Then you’d better hang on, princess, because I am going to make you scream tonight.” He drove another finger into me, hard enough that air exploded from my lungs. “Until you are a boneless, limp mess. Let’s keep this entire castle up all night.”

“We have a big day tomorrow,” I reminded him breathlessly, hardly able to think around his plunging fingers, his mouth roving over me.

“I know we do. Except you and I will have the only good excuse for not getting any sleep.” He caught my earlobe between his teeth. “Besides, I fucking want Tavion to know who you belong to.”

“And who’s that? I can’t quite remember.” My hips bucked when Raz furiously plunged another finger into me, and I couldn’t have stopped my moan if I tried.

“Me, princess. You belong to me. And I want everyone to know it.”

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