Page 105 of Dark & Beastly Fae


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The door to his room closed behind us, and Kierden let out a long breath. He kneeled near the door, and quickly dumped half of the dirt from the two full pots into the other two, so all four were half-full. After he tucked the sprouts into the soil and buried the roots, he rose to his feet. I leaned over and carefully took one of the few remaining leaves from one of the sprouts, slipping it into my mouth and tucking it under my tongue.

It didn’t hurt to be prepared, after all.

The taste was sweet and tangy, reminding me of my happy childhood, before everything had changed. I wasn’t sure whether to smile at the memories or embrace the sadness of knowing just how far in the past they were. But, after so many weeks in Jirev, the sadness felt much more distant than it used to.

My gaze moved back to Kierden. He looked absolutely defeated.

I could help him with that, though.

“I think I need a bath. Come with me?” I asked, wrapping my hand around his gigantic bicep. There was a fair amount of dried blood on his skin, and I wasn’t climbing in bed with him until we’d washed it off.

Kierden nodded absently, so I led him to the bathing pool.

Bright murmured to me that Death had asked her on a run in the forest, and when I assured her that we’d be fine, the two of them slipped out of the room.

I tugged my dress over my head, dropping it at my feet. Kierden’s eyes lowered to my skin and trailed over me slowly as I took off my scanties too—and they heated when I stepped up to him and pushed his shorts down his thighs.

When his erection sprang free, I wanted to touch him, but didn’t want to push him after what he’d had to do to Dirue.

“Keep looking at me like you want to eat me, little human, and your tongue and teeth won’t be the only things in your mouth,” he murmured as he took a seat on the edge of the bathing pool.

My gaze jerked to his, and I found his lips curved slightly, his eyes a little playful. He’d taught me how to please him with my mouth when I demanded it a handful of days earlier, but it wasn’t his favorite way to get off. Not because I wasn’t good, but because I took control from him, and he was a little obsessive about retaining it. I didn’t mind, because he was damn good at being in control… though it did make me feel powerful to be in charge of his pleasure like that.

Though his words had been a joke, I’d been with him long enough to know that a joke about something related to sex meant he wanted it. He was too prideful to ask me to go down on him—and too polite to demand it. I had a feeling the politeness would vanish with the newness of our bond, though.

I kneeled beside him and leaned over, wrapping my lips around his erection. His eyes closed, his head tilted back, and a low groan escaped him. “You suck my cock so damn well.”

I made a noise of agreement, bobbing and gripping the base of his cock as I took him deeper. His hands dug into my hair, and he gripped my head firmly. Even when he started moving me the way he wanted me, I still knew I was in control. If I’d resisted at all, he would’ve stopped and let me take the lead again.

“I fit so perfectly in that little mouth,” he growled, as he neared the edge of his climax. I squeezed him, then took him deeper until he hit the back of my throat.

He snarled, his hips jerking and his hands fisting tightly in my hair as he flooded my mouth with his release. I swallowed his pleasure, licking the head of his cock as I slowly pulled away.

Kierden pulled me into his arms, sitting me on his thigh and holding me against him. I listened to the rapid beat of his heart as his chest rose and fell quickly.

“Thank you,” he said, his voice low. One of his hands started to slip between my thighs, but I pressed down on it, holding it where it was.

“I did that because I wanted to, Kierden. Not because I wanted you to reciprocate.”

He pulled his hand free, and used it to wipe a bit of his pleasure off my lip before slipping it inside my mouth. I sucked, and his lips curved upward slightly. “Veil, you’re cute.”

I laughed softly. “I hope that’s a compliment.”

“It is.”

He slipped into the water, still holding me tightly to his chest. A few more minutes passed peacefully before he murmured in my ear, “Thank you.”

“You already thanked me.” I leaned back against him, enjoying the feel of his skin on mine.

“Not for bringing me pleasure; for bringing us the closure we’ve been seeking since before I was king.” His lips brushed the side of my head. “And for letting me hold you like this while pretending you need a bath.”

A soft laugh escaped me. “I did no such thing.”

“Mmhm.” He pressed another kiss to my temple. “Tell me a story from your childhood. Something happy.”

It took me a minute to come up with something, but I eventually remembered a day I’d spent helping my dad in his fields, and launched into the story.

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