“Speak to your father as soon as you can when you reach Bardot. Take the travel to Woodlands after and visit your sister…”
His eyes flick to me briefly before turning back to Keane. “Alexis needs to see the truth there, as you well know.”
The Prince nods agreement.
“I will be moving through the Old World and awakening a few of my brothers and sisters. If you need anything until we next meet, reach out to Stormfall. He will know how to get in touch.”
The forest air around the Ancient thickens, the mist at his boots now moving up past his knees. He takes a slow step back and gives the two of us one more casual grin before turning around to walk into the woods, disappearing just as quickly as he came.
“I don’t like him,” I whisper fiercely.
Keane turns to me swiftly, his hand darting up to my face as he wraps his fingers around my chin. He tilts my head up and forces his strong brown gaze to capture mine, his eyes so intense that the single look makes my heart pound against my chest.
“You threw a dagger at the strongest of the Ancient Ten, Alexis,” he stares back at me, hand sliding from my chin to grasp the side of my jaw.
“Like I said,” I scowl, “I do not like him.”
“I need you,” he takes a hard step forward, “I need to feel myself inside you. Need to feel you move for me.”
My legs nearly give at his words. Keane quickly pushes his knee between my thighs, his free hand grabbing my hip firmly as he grinds me on top of it.
“I still don’t like you much either,” I flush.
“I know,” he smirks, dipping low to brush his lips against mine.
I bite down on his bottom lip with a small force, moaning when Keane thrusts his hips in response, his cock hard and waiting.
“Ancients.”
I press against him in lustful greeting, truly unable to stay mad at him right now. I need him just as much as he needs me. Need his hands all over my body and the familiar feel of his gaze on my skin.
I kiss Keane with a desperate hunger, pulling his bottom lip into my mouth and biting again. He groans and pulls up the hem of my shirt as I wrap both arms around his shoulders, my nails skating along his back in a desperate plea. Keane’s hand slides up my bare stomach before cupping my breast, his fingers playing with my nipple in a teasing embrace. His lips capture my whimpers while his grip on the side of my face holds me unrelentingly, everything about us moving in pure need.
Keane tugs at my nipple harder, his touch rough and claiming as I reach for the waistband of his pants. I quickly dip a hand under and give his cock a rough squeeze, pulling him towards me in my own demand and smiling when he groans.
“The things you do to me, Alexis,” he breaks our kiss, hands quickly finding my ass as he squeezes it hard.
He picks me up and smirks when I immediately wrap my legs around his waist, thrusting his hard cock again until I’m grinding in his arms. My hands rake through his hair before I descend on his neck, my lips devouring the taste of his skin with a relentless force of my own. I nip andsuck until our heavy breathing becomes one, basking in every groan from Keane’s lips as he rocks me against his hips.
“You’re going to leave a bruise,” he chuckles as I skate my teeth over his neck.
“You’d deserve it,” I pant.
“I would,” he nods but pulls away.
I tug on his hair with a pout and rock my hips in a better angle that has my clit aching for more. I close my eyes in heated need and lean down on his shoulder, feeling as Stormfall pushes from under my hair with a caw of annoyance. Keane starts walking us back to the clearing for reasons unknown to me, but his hands firmly holding my ass tells me he’s not even thinking of being done.
“The forest was just fine,” I kiss against his neck.
Keane squeezes my ass again before dropping me to my feet.
“I wanted to see you better,” he replies steadily, hands roaming up to the curve of my hips. His brown eyes follow the path with a sensual need before they grip my sides and pull me into him.
“I needed to see your body, Alexis,” he continues, the two of us watching as his hands move up under my shirt. His calloused palms take their time moving along my stomach before they stop just under my breasts.
“And the way you react to me.”
I grip the backs of Keane’s biceps and nearly beg for his hands to come back down.
