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His eyes darken as he circles me, stopping where my feet are pressed against the tomb, offering the perfect view of my pussy with my knees bent and parted.
“Good girl.” Climbing onto the tomb, he inches closer, his clothes still in place as he settles between my open thighs. “I want to fuck you bare,” he murmurs, and I nod.
“Do it. I’m on protection.”
He stills, looking down at me with furrowed brows. “You’ve been on protection this entire time?” he asks, and I nod lightly, confused about where he’s going with this instead of doing it. “So, to clarify, I could have been fucking you bare all along?”
“Uhh, yeah?”
“You’re in trouble, Little Bird. Withholding that piece of information from me. You better believe we’re going to make up for that,” he growls, grabbing my thighs and pushing them against my stomach as he aligns his cock with my entrance.
He slams inside of me hard and fast and I scream. Blindly grabbing onto his arms, my nails dig into his flesh as he doesn’t give me a second to adjust. He slams into me, unrelenting as I hold on for dear life.
My vision blurs, my pulse ringing in my ears as he leans down and bites at my pebbled nipple through the material of my dress, making me unravel beneath him. My lungs burn with the scream that explodes from my body, consuming me as I milk his cock with everything that I am.
“Shit, Raven,” he moans, and I feel it—the moment he finds his release—the pulse in my core, the ropes of his climax clinging to me as we shatter together. Sweat coats our tangled limbs as we slowly come down from the highest of highs. I gasp when he pulls his dick from my pussy, but it’s quickly soothed by his lips peppering kisses over my face. “You do look stunning with yourmascara down your face, Raven,” he breathes against my lips, and I sigh, basking in the afterglow when a loud cackle freezes us in place.
“Sebastian, where have you been?”
We both glance toward the opening of the mausoleum, but no one is standing there. They must be on the other side, unaware we’re in here.
“Ruben. Erikel said you would be joining us soon. I had some things to take care of, but I’m here to join in the celebrations now.”
Yup. That’s definitely my brother.
Glancing at Eldon, he nods and we both climb down from the tomb as quietly as possible, fixing our clothes as we edge closer to the wrought-iron gate between us andthem.
“I didn’t think I’d be here celebrating joining a damn academy when I graduated two years ago, but apparently, it’s about the bigger plan and I’m here for the ride. As long as I’m out of Basilica, I’m at Erikel’s beck and call, and you know it.”
“It will all be for the greater good. We’ve got some smaller hurdles to overcome here first, but once we have everything we need, we’re heading to the capitol. Once we’ve brought down The Monarchy, we’ll be doing whatever the fuck we please when we call this place our own,” Sebastian replies, a fierceness in his tone that’s not the same as he uses with me.
“Small hurdles are nothing. You tell me what you want done and I’ll fucking do it. Anything to get us to the end goal as quickly as possible,” Ruben states eagerly, and I glance at Eldon, who is frowning just as hard as me.
“I was hoping you would say that because I need somebody dead,” Sebastian explains, his voice getting quieter as they seem to step away. I have to strain to hear Ruben’s response, and it sends chills running down my spine.
“Tell me the name and consider it done.”
TWENTY-TWO
RAVEN
Iwake the moment I feel them. My senses are on high alert as I take a moment for my brain to come to life before I even consider opening my eyes. It’s like there’s a disturbance but no hint of a creak, a rustling breeze, or anything else to signify their presence, yet I know with all that I am that they’re here.
Taking a measured breath, I slowly flicker my eyelids open and there they are.
Silhouettes touch every surface. Some move fast, others slow. A large portion seem to travel together, while some move in the opposite direction alone. The walls, the floor, the ceiling, the bed sheets, my men. They’re everywhere.
I wish I could communicate with them, understand what’s drawing them here and question what it is they seem to need. Not to get rid of them, but to help. I don’t know why it feels like they need my help, but it does, and I can’t back away from it.
As if sensing my thoughts, they all still at once, making my heart freeze in my chest.
All but one.
One outline appears among the others, with arms hung loosely at their sides as they slowly grow in size along the far wall. Rising above the rest, it stands tall, as if looking directly atme, and it’s the first time it feels like they’re acknowledging my presence in some way.
Why now?
What can’t I see?
