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“From the Dream Realm. It’s mined from the mountains there. A sparkly substance. When stardust is mixed with regular Day water, it creates light. In the Night Realm, they use the concoction to make lanterns that last for years. However, when the dust comes into contact with Glow—”
“That light turns into a blast?” I finish for him.
“Precisely. Fortunately for us, in this time period, the realms are still very much separate lands. They only fraternize to trade the most needed resources. Since it’s always light here, stardust would be very low on the list of necessities, but that doesn’t mean it’s impossible for stardust traces to be around. Wizards and witches, for example, use it for spells.”
“Like Astrid did? Is that what she sprinkled into the bowl?”
“Yes.” Ellister’s concerned attention goes to the noise coming from the pipe. It’s gone from a quiet hissing to louder pops. “That’s making me nervous.”
Instead of accepting his proposition to hold hands for a fifty-foot walk, I counter with, “How about you hold me for a few minutes while we wait to see what happens? That way, if it blows up, you’ll be right here to shield me?”
I’m not above manipulation, and I’ll use Ellister’s desire to keep me safe to my advantage. Moving toward him, I press my front against his and rest my head on his chest.
I listen as his heart syncs up with mine, and the bond pulses between us with more ecstatic vigor. We’ve been apart too much lately. It’s unnatural for us to have so much distance, and our souls are singing at the contact.
“This is nice.” I hum. “Isn’t this nice?”
“Yes,” Ellister admits with a grunt.
His tense muscles relax once he gives in a little, and he wraps his arms around me, tentatively, like he might change his mind at any second.
Wanting to hold onto him for as long as possible, I hug him back, my fingers lightly scratching the area where his wings are hidden. The fabric of his shirt is in the way, but that doesn’t make it less pleasurable for him.
I feel a tremor go through his body, and his cock lengthens along his thigh inside his pants.
I can’t help rubbing against it. Just a little. I press our bodies together, and his thickness puts pressure on my center.
“Hannah,” Ellister scolds lightly.
“Shh. Don’t ruin it. If I only get to have you for a few minutes, I’m going to make the most of it.”
As horny as I am, this embrace isn’t even about sex.
It’s about comfort and our connection. The love we have.
It’s so overwhelming, and I start to get emotional.
I sniffle as my eyes sting.
“Hannah.” The way Ellister says my name is different this time. It’s soft and affectionate. Completely defeated. A truce.
Surrendering, Ellister rubs my back, kisses the top of my head, and holds me close without any hint of reservation.
It’s the best.
“Everything,” I rasp, squeezing him tighter. “Everything, everything, everything.”
“Everything,” he returns roughly, his fingers curling into the fabric of my nightgown.
We stand like that for a good minute, but I sense it when he gathers enough self-control to put a stop to this.
However, before he can separate from me, we hear the sound we’ve been waiting for.
Plink.
We both look at the pitcher. Our surprised gazes crash together before we rush over to the container. Fighting for space, our shoulders are bumping and battling it out as we try to see inside.
Dark shadows hide the bottom, and Ellister lights a match. When he holds it above the opening, the flame shows us what we need.
