Total pages in book: 157
Estimated words: 156907 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 785(@200wpm)___ 628(@250wpm)___ 523(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 156907 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 785(@200wpm)___ 628(@250wpm)___ 523(@300wpm)
That was not that part of her he loved.
However…
“Yes,” Tedrey gritted through his teeth.
“Teddy,” Nyx whispered.
“Let her go, and I will come with you,” Tedrey pushed.
“I will have you and still kill her,” Fenn returned, making all of Tedrey’s innards seize, his hands itch, his brain hurt.
“You do not know the love she has from her husband,” Tedrey said low. “I know I have given you no reason to trust me, but you can trust that. You will not walk into pits, Fenn. What he will do to you when he finds you, you will pray to the gods for the simplicity of pitch filling your lungs.”
He saw something shift in Fenn’s eyes at this, before the man said, “If he finds me.”
Tedrey had to capitalize on that shift.
“He is King Mars’s captain, he is also Mars’s friend. Because of this, it will not be a man who seeks you. It will be an army.”
Fenn and Tedrey stared at each other for moments that felt like an eternity.
Then Fenn straightened, took the dagger from Nyx’s neck, flipped it so he held the blade, and brought it down violently at Nyx’s temple.
Tedrey swallowed a cry and fought the driving need to burst forward when she collapsed to her side.
Fenn strode over her, pulling something out of his robes.
He held Tedrey’s journal in front of him.
“On our journey, I will have some informative reading, don’t you think?” Fenn inquired.
Tedrey opened his mouth but did not have the opportunity to respond.
He felt a burst of pain in the back of his head.
And then he saw nothing but black.
109
The Tribunal
Prince Cassius
Bedchamber of the Prince Regent, Sky Citadel, Sky Bay
AIREN
His arse in the bed, sitting up, his princess astride his lap, Elena moved on his cock, her head tipped down, one hand claiming his jaw from below, her lips so close to his, he could feel each gust of breath, her eyes locked to his, her other hand tight at the back of his neck.
But she did not kiss him.
She gazed at him with amethyst eyes filled with passion and something else.
Something Cassius knew.
Something precious.
Far more precious than the slick, sweet clutch of her sex around his.
Far more precious than anything on this earth.
Something precious that Cassius would allow having it, owning it, to settle in his gut, in his balls, even in his heart.
But not in his mind, as understanding it was his would mean understanding it was his to lose.
“You need to hurry, my darling,” he urged, even if he did not want to, for he liked very much the pace she was using. “We have things to do today.”
“You rule the realm. You heal unicorns,” she teased. “These things can wait for you.”
He did not want her to tease. He did not want this to be playful.
He enjoyed the light in her eyes when she was thus, but now he needed the other back.
That day, he needed that something.
“From the moment I laid eyes on you, I could not quite fathom the beauty of you,” he murmured, and took note.
His words made her move faster.
He growled his approval, dipping his head and taking a hand from her hip to lift her breast and feed her nipple in his mouth.
As he drew her in deeply, she arched into him and moved even faster.
He released her nipple and tipped his head back again.
“Elena, your eyes.”
She stayed as she was, arched to him, head fallen back, riding him.
“Elena, I’ll have your eyes as you take me,” he grunted.
She tilted her head forward.
And there it was, he had it back.
“I fell in love with you the moment I laid eyes on you,” she whispered.
The noise Cassius made at her words was animal as he flipped her, jerked up her legs at her knees, and thrust into her.
Her hands roamed the skin of his back feverishly as she breathed, “Cass.”
“You are my light,” he rumbled.
Her fingers came to his face, and as she was wont to do, she claimed his beard.
“You are the sun streaming through clouds,” he continued.
“My warrior,” she whispered.
He dropped his lips to hers. “If I had not met you, I would have lived in the night and I would have died in the night, never again feeling the light.”
She wound her arms around his head and bowed up into him as her thighs squeezed his hips and her sex rippled around his cock in her climax.
He listened to that. He felt it.
And then he let go and took his own.
When it had released him, Cassius rolled so that she was atop him, still planted on his cock.
And as he watched the velvet darkness with its blinking stars fade from around them, and the light of day again come through, he gathered her hair in a hand and used it at the back of her head to press her face into his neck.