She laughed, lifting her eyes to the sky for a moment before finding his again. “Are you jealous?”
Raine bored his eyes into hers. “Yes, I’m fucking jealous. I’m so jealous I could kill him right now. I want to be the one you conspire with. I want to be the one who makes you smile like that. I want to be your everything. I’ve told you that.”
Frelina opened her mouth. Then closed it again.
She didn’t know what to say, so instead she bit her lip as she tried not to let his swirling green-and-gold gaze overtake every thought in her mind.
“Fuck, Frelina,” Raine rasped. “I can’t think when you pull that lip into your perfect fucking mouth. All I can imagine is having those lips wrapped around my cock while you suck me dry.”
Frelina’s toes curled, and she knew some of the Fae could probably hear everything, but that didn’t stop the whine escaping her throat. Raine seemed to have realized the same thing because he moved them farther into a corner, hiding her from the world as he pressed her back against the wood, his growing length grinding into her from the front.
“I dream about those sounds,” he said in a hoarse whisper. “I would fuck you here and now if I thought I was worthy. But I’m not. Not yet.”
It was as if her body moved on its own, repositioning her so she could move her pussy along his hard cock, and Raine’s eyes flared, his hands gripping her clothing so hard the threads squeaked.
“Frelina,” he hissed as he leaned his forehead against the wall behind them. “You’re not winning this one. Not until you know how fucking sorry I am for what I put you through.”
“Mm,” she mumbled, her chin landing on his shoulder as she went to bite his earlobe. “I always win, Raine.”
The groan leaving him shook both of them. But as Frelina was about to move his face to her, kiss him like she’d dreamed of all damned night, the shaking continued. Then a scream followed.
“What the fuck?” Raine set her down so quickly shedidn’t have to take a breath before he pressed her into the corner, shielding her with his large frame.
“Fuck,” he cursed again. “Stay behind me.”
“W-what’s happening?” The ship heeled as if they’d hit something, and the screaming around them intensified.
“My guess”—Raine cursed again as he grasped for the swords that no longer hung by his side—“is those fucking Oakgards’ Fae are trying to separate us from the others.”
An icy ripple ran down her back, and her wide eyes reflected in Raine’s when he spun around and snarled, “Stay here. I swear I will spank you, and not in the fun way, if you move.” Then he whirled and stormed toward the blades lying in the sun back in the training ring.
As Frelina’s gaze left Raine’s back, she gasped. All around them, those dark rock formations grew, pushing the other ships out of the way and circling their own, forcing their vessel to a halt. Soon, the stone rose so high that only small streams of sunlight broke through the sides and the top of the black wall.
“Get the fuck out of here!” Raine bellowed as he got to his weapons, and when Frelina followed his glare, she found Loche and Iviry staring at them from a ship glimpsed through the still-growing barrier. “Get. The. Fuck. Out.”
The last thing Frelina saw of the leaders was Iviry’s sharp nod, and even if she and Loche looked as stoic as ever, Frelina didn’t miss the tear Iviry forcefully wiped away before she turned her back on them.
It felt as if her stomach would fall out of her body when the others around her started to realize the same thing she’d just done—that they would be left behind—and the cries and pleas that followed hollowed Frelina further.
A thumping noise forced her out of the spiral of despair, but it was her turn to scream when stones started raining down on them, pelting into the crowd and breaking through the wooden deck.
“Raine!” Her cry seemed to bounce against all that black stone around the ship.
A scream that couldn’t have been of this world left her when her call made Raine turn around just as an especially large stone flew his way, hitting him in the back of his head. Raine’s eyes rolled upward, and the Fae warrior took a stumbling step her way before collapsing into a heap on the wood beneath him.
It was the most terrifying thing she’d ever seen. Even more frightening than the Fae who elegantly slid down the stone, or somehow built steps into it that led them right onto the ships.
They looked like the Oakgards’ Fae in the cellar. Beautiful tan skin. Brown and black hair. Green and brown eyes. Slightly more rounded ears than her own, making them seem more human than Fae. Until you noted the magic shimmering around them, as if they and the glistening black stone were one.
Frelina realized she was still screaming when a male Oakgards’ Fae stalked up to her and slapped his hand over her mouth, pulling her against his chest as he forced her into the middle of the ship, where the others Frelina had traveled with were fighting for their lives.
She violently shook her head as she watched Frecco get cornered, three Fae grinning at him as they made the stone behind him come crumbling down. She heard the crack of his body splitting open, blood splashing so faraway that drops landed on Frelina’s face, and bit down on the hand covering her mouth.
Frelina had started running toward where Raine still lay motionless when another Fae—a female this time—stepped into her path and drove a fist so hard against her temple she tumbled right into her and then dove into oblivion.
Chapter 26
Kerym
