My thighs quiver, taking in his chiselled chest, black, pointed horns and silver hair. I refuse to look in his eyes or below the V that leads into his pants.
“It never felt like this last rhythm or in our dreams?!”
“That is because of our prolonged distance. If I had you with me, we would have fucked already.”
His words enrage me. I don’t want this. He coerced me into this because it was part of the deal. My pussy is only dripping for him because of the bond.
“I amNOTsleeping with you!”
I don’t even need to watch those black lips to see that he is smirking. Throwing my hands up, I can’t resist the urge to walk up to Fury and push him in the chest.
“Once we sing the Goddess’s song, I am done. Do you get that? I don’t care what you wantorwhat the bond wants.” A sharp slice of pain tears through me. I wince. His face is dark, shadowed in the receding light.
“Dove. Come here, love.” Rivern pulls on my arm, trying to tug me away from Fury. Our threads tell me he is worried for me. He doesn’t want me to fight the God who created the beasts. Maybe that would be a smart idea. But I can’t help myself.
He is the bane of my existence—the fire in my heart. I don’t know how to take him. This. Us. It’s conflicting in too many ways.
Two clawed hands come down to cover my fingers. The fingers that are now scraping down his chest, my body unable to hold back from being in such close proximity.
“Use that fire and hate me, Pet. Hate me all you want because at the end of the turn, we both know you will be mine. I can smell you right now, wet for me. I’m ready to fill you up,” Fury’s words slide over my ear, a tease of his hot breath on my neck.
“The only people in this room I want to bed are Rivern and Gideon,” I inform him, my fingers digging at his impenetrable skin, my eyes finally finding his, cutting through to his core. “I’ll never want you.”
“Don’t be so childish, Pet. It doesn’t look good on you.” At that, he pushes me back into Rivern’s arms, and in the blink of an eye, we all find ourselves dressed.
Looking down at myself, the worn, broken two-piece I was wearing is finally gone, replaced with a black corset and tight black riding pants. Gideon is also wearing all black. Spinning on my heel, I find Rivern in a flowing white tunic and black cotton pants. The familiarity of clothing sets off a sigh within me, my pent-up rage feeling less chaotic now it’s contained within my corset.
The queen and princess do not come out unscathed by my God’s powers, both of them wearing loose-fitting, white slip dresses that endat their thighs. It seems that we are dressing up for this show. The two females look on, perplexed by their new clothing.
“Is this a part of your ritual, beige one?” Calypso asks, her arms outstretched.
I give a swift nod towards the two God descendants. Fury barely pays the newcomers any mind, his eyes on me.
“I do not wish to see anyone but my bonded naked,”Fury’s words punch through me as he moves out the balcony doors.“Meet me in front of the tower.”He perches on the ledge of the tower, his feathered wings stretching wide before jumping to the ground below.
The need to roll my eyes at his display of power is fierce.
“That was the God Orion,” I repeat to both Calypso and Moyrie in their native tongues.
Both have their own choice words to say about the God, and I agree wholeheartedly. However, it doesn’t stop any of us from following him. We choose the stairs.
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Fury
I’vewaitedcenturiesforthis moment. A moment I thought would never come. So far from my mind, I didn’t even dream of it. The only dreams I had were of her, my Dove—my saviour—and the other Gods I intend to kill.
Oona put me on this island, along with Osear and Oriel, because they weren’t smart enough to find a way to be done with me for good. I won’t make the same mistake as them.
My eyes do not leave Dove. She moves with determination in her eyes from Moyrie to Calypso to Rivern, each God descendent waiting on her every word. Dove doesn’t realise how magneticshe is. She was never meant to be hidden away under a temple. Dove was always meant to have her fierceness on show.
She eagerly recites the last of the Goddess’s song to Rivern, spending the least amount of time with him as he’s already heard it before. Tendrils of her hair, which have been braided down her back, whip around her face.
A sense of urgency overrides my form, running through my blackened veins.Finally, I have everything I desire, right on the precipice of becoming mine.
I’m so close to having my vengeance. What forms the Gods have taken once they landed on Maia is a mystery to me.I know they are here.Our power is the same in its workings. It flows to me from the ocean, in the opposite direction to Haven.
They may have abandoned their kingdoms on these forgotten lands centuries ago, but they have not moved on from this world altogether. It took us an age to find this place. I knew they wouldn’t just give it up.
