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It’s normal for any fae man to go around topless since shirts can restrict our wings, but I don’t like the thought of him being half-naked around Hannah.

I shouldn’t be threatened by the dagger and large sword strapped to his belt. Most citizens of Valora carry a weapon at all times, but this guy looks like he’s a little too prepared for conflict with the additional ax. I spy the wooden handle around his backside.

Thankfully, I’m ready for a spontaneous interaction in at least one way—I need to hide my teeth. Reaching into my pocket, I fish out my caps and discreetly fit the coverings over my fangs, concealing the sharp points.

“Ellister?” Noticing our visitor, Hannah comes close to me, huddling next to my bare torso while slipping an arm around my back. “Shit,” she hisses. “Do you think he saw us?”

It’s possible.

More than likely, he heard her screams. That alone makes me want to rip his ears from his head, but at least he didn’t interrupt us mid-fuck.

If he’d gotten here just two minutes earlier, he would’ve seen me rutting Hannah like a wild beast.

As the man lands about twenty feet away, I keep my wings out—a display of being on-guard.

I’m no longer embarrassed about the appendages I used to hate. How could I be when Hannah admired them so thoroughly? Plus, they do look much better than they used to. Anyone who sees the new patches might think I simply got caught in a fire, which isn’t a rare occurrence in the Day Realm where fire power is the most common ability.

With a side glance, I look behind us at the scene of our coupling. Hannah’s handprints are visible in the dirt, and she’s covered in it. Two darker spots are soiling her yellow gown where her knees dug into the ground.

But our disheveled state could be chalked up to a day of hard work.

Our tools and spare boards are scattered about. There’s a bit of blood pooled in one spot, so I scrape my boot against the ground to kick some rocks and debris over it.

Draping a wing casually over Hannah in a show of possessiveness, I quickly take stock of her bite marks. She’s smart to keep her hair draped over her shoulder, hiding the fading one on her neck and the brand-new one just a few inches down on her shoulder.

I hadn’t planned on biting her twice when I fucked her, but I couldn’t help myself.

Ramming into her from behind, pulling her hair, and making her moan… the craving took over and I got carried away. I sank my teeth into the place where her neck and shoulder meet, and I was rewarded when her cunt clamped down on my cock with an orgasm so strong it hurt.

“Hello, friend,” the intruder greets cordially, but he doesn’t move closer.

He’s keeping his distance. Smart. Cautious.

“Hello,” I return, but I don’t offer any other information about us.

If he’s curious enough, he’ll ask.

And he does. “When did you move in?”

With my soul back, I need to be careful not to lie. Being truthful shouldn’t be difficult, but I’ve been out of the honesty habit for too long. I could slip up.

“Two days ago,” I respond.

Shielding the sun from his eyes, he scans the property. “This place has been abandoned for a long time. Went up at the auction in Olphene three times, but no one wanted it.”

“We want it.” I shrug, going for nonchalant. “We don’t care about the repairs. It’ll just take time, that’s all.”

His green eyes go to me. Studying me. Probably wondering why my hair isn’t the typical style. When his attention goes to the prong marks on my neck, I quickly try to think of an explanation.

“A few blisters and minor injuries are bound to happen,” I add, “but we’re not afraid of the work, are we, darling?” I nudge Hannah with my wing, and she nods in agreement.

“That’s right.”

The stranger’s eyes go to her briefly, but they don’t linger. Again, smart. If he’s got any brains at all, he can recognize a newly mated pair. Males in my situation tend to be incredibly violent if provoked.

“But are you sure you’re up for the task of living so far from the city?” he asks. “Most don’t like to travel for days just to go to the street market.”

He’s probing. Asking me to offer up what my power is without interrogation. Maybe wondering if I’m a wizard or a portal maker.

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