My feet crossed two realms to get to her, and now, my hands itch to cross over every inch of her skin. With the way she’s shaking and rocking against me, I know we’re running out of time.
The bond is demanding that we pair. Ineveryway.
CHAPTER 34
SLADE
Inside the space, the wallsare damp, the air humid, and just ahead, there’s a waterway. The ornate grates along the arched stone ceiling feed in some light, but mostly, it comes from the blue glow emanating from the glass orbs strung along the wall. Some sort of magicked light that flickers like stars.
Hunching down slightly, I carry Auren toward the canal, while her ribbons stroke over my arms and shoulders. I find two boats already bobbing in the black water, tied to a post with rope. I choose the widest one, the wood a sleek gray with carvings around the lip.
Carefully, I set Auren onto the cushioned bench at the middle before I climb in behind her, my movements stiff. The bond is shoving at me with incessant hands, except these hands are trying to push away all rational thought and tip me over into pure feral lust.
Instead ofgo go golike the bond was thrumming before, now it’s screaming at me to bury myself inside of her. To take her until we are joined inevery way. To fuck her hard and fast and hear her moaning with pleasure.
I struggle to hold on, to keep my thoughts coherent. I need to get her somewhere safe before I can surrender. Before I cansuccumb to the bond’s hunger and become nothing more than a feral fae ready to slake lust and yank every inch of pleasure from my pair’s body.
Gritting my teeth, I quickly untie the rope and kick us away from the wall. The boat sloshes as I sit on the bench at the back, and my eyes lock on hers.
Auren faces me, stock still, her fingers and ribbons both curled around the bench with a tight grip like she’s trying to hold herself back as much as I am. She’s wound up, her entire body as tense as mine.
My feral need rages.
Take her. Fuck her. Claim her.
My spikes throb, but I keep them shoved beneath my skin, even as my eyes drag over the pulse at Auren’s neck that beats wildly.
My bond pushes. Pounds. My cock hard and lust flooded.
She watches me with a hungry flare in her eyes as I take hold of the paddles hooked into the oarlocks on either side. But as soon as I drag the oars back to cast us away, she launches into my arms.
Anoofescapes me as she lands in my lap, chest to chest, her thighs straddling, core pressing against my groin. The boat rocks, splashes of water sloshing in, but I barely notice.
Wicked ecstasy lashes into me, and my fingers tighten around her. I want to tear off her clothes, to spread my hands over her bare skin and bury myself inside her wet heat.
Fuck…
“I can’t wait,” she hisses as her fingers come up to my leather jerkin. In hurried movements, she starts to undo the ties down my collar as she rocks against me. “You’re here, and the bond…and…I can’t wait,” she says again.
My dick goes harder than steel.
Need to get us to that house. Get us alone. But it’sreallydamn hard to focus when she’s rocking herself against me like this. When her scent is surrounding me.
The oars are forgotten as I let go, our boat drifting down toward the darkened tunnel.
I can’t deny her.
“Tell me what you need and I’ll give it to you,” I say, but even I can hear the rough growl in my voice that’s scraped with animalistic hunger.
The gold armor over her pants and the boots on her feet start to melt away, gilding the bottom of the boat and evening out the weight to keep it from tipping. She keeps the chest plate on, but the gauntlets on her arms drip away too.
She keeps fumbling with my ties, so I help her, loosening the straps enough until her frantic hands can delve beneath my shirt, her fingers splaying over my bare skin.
The contact feels like bolts of lightning. She sighs, though her touch jolts me.
“I need to feel you right now.” She starts peppering my jaw and neck with kisses. “I need you to fill me. I feel like I might die without it,” she admits with tears in her eyes, pure desperation glassing them. “Please don’t stop me.I can’t wait,” she says again.
“Then you don’t have to wait. Not another second,” I tell her. “Lift up.”
