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I could hear them. Smell them. Fuck, I couldtasteher honey-amber arousal in the air. I didn’t need to see her right now. I really didn’t need…
I pressed my eye to the hole.
Holy fucking…Anaria was naked from the waist up, her beautiful breasts—the ones she’d teased me with just days ago—were heavy and peaked, Raz rolled one nipple between his fingers while she moaned, a throaty sound that sent my already-hard cock jerking.
I watched her face tighten in pleasure as Raz finger fucked her, her beautiful body bucking in his hands, head thrown back in utter abandonment.
A sense of awe came over me at the sight of Anaria giving herself over to him so completely.
That total trust…that’s what I wanted.
Someone who loved me completely.
Enough that I could trust them back.
Someone who wouldn’t hurt me or make me think I wasn’t good enough. My heart stuttered when Raz lay her on the bed, tossed one boot over his shoulder, then the next, finally stripping off those scandalous pants, revealing perfect, creamy thighs.
Those fucking pants were going to be the death of me, because her arse in those pants had kept me hard as a rock all fucking day. I was still so godsdamned hard…I reached down, plunged my hand down the front of my pants, and pumped my aching cock, trying to find some relief.
Fucking Raz was in my way, his shoulders blocking the view, but Anaria’s little moans and sighs were all I needed as I stroked myself, imagining her pink lips wrapped around me as pressure tightened in my spine, the release that had been building for weeks threatening to explode.
It had been torture keeping my hands off her in that fucking carriage, because every time she’d ended up on top of me, all I’d wanted to do was slide my hands through her hair and claim her mouth, make her purr, as loudly as Raziel did.
But I’d fucked that up, too, just like everything else in my life.
The sound of flesh slapping drowned out whatever noise I was making, one hand braced against the lathe wall, my eye pressed tight to the hole, my fucking cock aching from the pressure, my balls ready to explode.
Anaria’s muffled scream sent me over the edge, spilling all over my hand, the floor, the wall as I came, drawing blood when I bit my lip to keep myself from screaming out her name.
I leaned my forehead into the rough wall, fighting to catch my ragged breath. Stars danced in my eyes, my body shaking from the force of my release.
Gods, she was going to destroy me.
And I wouldn’t mind that destruction, not one bit.
Faint laughter sifted through the wall, the rustling of blankets as they settled themselves. I couldn’t look away as Raz tucked Anaria against him, her glowing smile filled with love.
The euphoria slid away, leaving me alone and wanting, realization washing over me in cold waves.
This was as close as I’d ever come to Anaria being mine.
We’d never be together, not like that. Not in any of the ways I’d dreamed. I could love her all I wanted, but it would be from afar. I took a shuddering breath and tucked myself away.
Then I dragged my wounded heart back downstairs to finish off whatever alcohol was left and drink myself completely into oblivion.
17
ANARIA
From the looks of it, none of us had slept a wink. Silently drinking burnt coffee the next morning, we were bleary-eyed and sluggish, waiting for the Oracle’s grand entrance.
Because I was godsdamned sure it would be grand.
As requested, we were in the wing that extended over the plunging ravine, while I half wondered if she planned to toss us from the windows and watch us break on the rocks below. I pulled my head out of those dark thoughts and took another sip of the bitter coffee, trying to blink this infernal brightness out of my eyes.
Raz had dragged five chairs in here, lining them up in a row, while I fidgeted.
The windows stretched along all three sides and offered views of the mountains, the gorge, the city of Tempeste, and the vast open flatlands, bordered on one side by the desiccated forest, and low, rolling hills on the other side.
