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“It looks like we’re getting to the legs this time,” I tease him with my climax sighing from my lips, and I palm the brand on his chest, remembering our night of feathers and love bites.
“Elysia,” he sighs, remorse and regret drowning his voice.
“Don’t apologize, Neo. Just…keep going,” I gesture to my legs, to the Scourge still infecting my veins, the plague that will spread if he pauses too long.
I clench my eyes shut when Neo bites the underside of my thigh and continues, breaking only so his body may tremble from the power he must use to destroy the Scourge. I gasp because he plunges his fingers into my gold-soaked sex while he replenishes himself with my blood. Our pain and pleasure united. I love the feeling of his hot tongue tracing a path down my legs to lick the arches of my foot. To lick away every last drop of blood on my body as if savoring the last drippings of a heavenly drink. And his fingers pumping in and out of me. Ribbons of gold gush all along my skin, breeding with stars—a hint that the Scourge is gone, that my power has returned. In full force.
And something else.
Unmistakable, I hear it pounding inside his beautiful Warhammer of a chest I’ve branded my halo mark upon. A new heart! I slam my hand down to feel it thrumming, then fall back against the pillows with my radiant stardust drifting off my flesh.
What astounds me is when Neo dives back to my sex, tempting my arousal back to glory. A final present. Since he dines on my liquid gold, on my essence as if it’s a feast fit for a prince, and sends me over the edge three more times until I’m sweating—moaning and gasping and screaming and begging for him to stop, it’s more like a present within a present within another present.
Pliant from pleasure, wrecked from his beauty from ashes, I pant, “Holy fuck, Neo!” My breath heaves as he raises himself back up to face me. “What was allthatfor?”
Sighing, Neo touches his fang, still stained with my blood, to his wrist so his elite blood may sluice out like a healing cupful that he rubs along my marks. I smile, soft, considering the fire and ice silver blood sensation that will aid my recovery. I battle to stay awake so I may hear his explanation.
“An apology?” My Prince proffers.
I yawn. “Weak.”
“Penance.”
I grin at him. “Now, we’re talking. Let’s discuss more of yourpenanceafter you go be that badass Dragon I know you are.” I reach up to thumb his chin.
“Hmm?” wonders Neo as he finishes rubbing silver blood into all the fang marks.
“Mordere’s army…?” I hint.
He lifts his brows as if he’d completely forgotten, but as soon as I hone my vampire hearing, I detect those forces a few miles off, just beyond the Iron Walls, waiting for him. Right on cue, Nita invades Neo’s bedroom with Quillion trailing behind. Only my neck up is visible, and Nita huffs, one hand on her hip, jutting it out.
“Honestly, brother, it’s one thing to leave early from your own party, but do you honestly think now is the time for wing play? I thought you were helping each other heal.”
Neo glances down at me, eyes glinting with the question. And I get a wicked smirk budding on my face and nod, granting him permission. So, just as he folds his wings back to showcase my naked body and all the hundred andonebite marks, I gleefully cheer, “We did!”
“Oh, dear God in heaven…” Quillion shoots his head up, eyes vaulting to the ceilings.
“Aww…” I lick Neo’s ear and proclaim, “I made Quillion blush.”
“More love bites!” Kitty squeals, clapping her hands and pouncing on the bed next to us as if she’s ready to sink her fangs into each of us. Neo prods her away with a gentle warning.
Nita rises in her stead as Neo folds a sheet around me, and I sit up to face her. “New heart?”
I reach over and touch Neo’s chest, picking up on the steady, thrumming beat radiating with his powerful silver blood. “Mine,” I claim.
“That’s my girl,” Nita blesses me, leaning over to kiss each of my cheeks.
Deep inside his chest, lingering like a shadow, I sense a scar like a guilty brand on that heart. Guilt from those months with his lost memories when he wore the mask of the Prince of Destruction. I know we’ll have to deal with that later. But I tiptoe into the bond to confirm…
Yes, Elysia,he reassures me in my mind.All my memories have returned, my love. And I have never loved you more. Nor desired your forgiveness more.
It wasn’t you, Neo. I had faith.
And you reduced my chart to ash.
“At the border!” I suddenly remember. “What’s going on—”
“The sick are being cared for,” Nita reassures me, reaching for my curls to caress them lovingly. “For some hellish reason, Idrys seems to have disappeared. And someone quite powerful has taken the Prince’s form to institute the previous measures in the name of the Angel Bride. And to apologize for past incursions.”
