“I haven't spoken to Danu yet, so it isn't confirmed,” I sighed. “But it seems to be true. She's ignored me completely since I've returned.”
“Why would the goddess who put me on my throne try to take it from me so soon?” Raza's eyes were going lava hot.
“I don't know, honey,” I laid my hand to his cheek, and he stilled. “But we'll deal with it. You swore once that you would defy Danu herself to be with me. Now I'm swearing to you, that I will defy her to keep you on the Unseelie throne. Nobody's taking your kingdom away from you.”
Raza stared at me, his eyes widening, and his lips parting. Then he pulled me violently against his chest and kissed me. Hard. Passionately. Wickedly. His claws tore my clothing from me as I ripped his away. Growls surrounded us, and I wasn't sure whose throat they emerged from. This was what I had expected from him our first time together, but Raza was rarely this wild. At least in the bedroom. He liked tenderness, a slow sizzle till we burned together. Tonight, however, the dragon was loosed.
“I love you more than my kingdom,” Raza held my face between his dangerous hands. “You know that, right?”
“Youaremy kingdom, Raza,” I pressed his palms tighter to me. “You are my whole world.”
“Mo shíorghrá,” he whispered the Gaelic endearment only he used with me- my eternal love. “If we are damned for disobeying Danu, then let us be damned together. Hell shall be a paradise with you beside me.”
Raza lifted me, and laid me on his bed, across the silken, midnight sheets and sable furs. I pulled him closer, but I needn't have bothered. He was already there, his hips pushing mine apart, his claws magicked away so he could clutch at my breast without hurting me, his wings spread wide behind him. He was darker than the shadows which crept in from his bedroom window. Night was falling quickly, crawling across the floor like a thief, coming to claim him. But Raza was mine, and I wouldn't let him go. Not to the light or the dark.
“Inside me,” I whispered into his ear. “Now!”
Raza's hips thrust forward. We gasped together, then groaned. He slammed into me, the tempo rising with our passion until we were screaming together, clawing our way to the apex of ecstasy. The night echoed with our cries, and I didn't care who heard. Let them all know how much I loved the Dragon King of Unseelie. Even if Danu no longer did.
Chapter Twenty-Six
Raza and I must have looked well sated when we made our way down to the dining hall. The room was full to bursting with unseelie fey having their evening meal. Most of them smiled at us, finding our passion for each other to be charming and romantic. Daiyu looked annoyed by our entrance, but not as much as Killian did. His ire had nothing to do with my love for Raza though. Killian was seated beside the Dragon Queen, and he didn't look happy about it. In fact, he was leaning uncomfortably away from her when we walked in, and he leapt to his feet as soon as he saw us.
“Seren,” Killian cried, relief obvious in his tone. “We've been waiting for you.”
“I see that,” I tried to hide my smirk.
“Enjoying yourself?” Raza didn't bother hiding his.
“I was unaware of the new twilight race,” Daiyu smiled slowly, looking Killian up and down. “I find it intriguing. Lord Killian's eyes are especially beautiful. So close to being dragon, yet not.”
“Um,” Killian cleared his throat, “thank you, Your Majesty.”
“Has Queen Daiyu mentioned that she's here to cement her alliance with King Raza?” I asked Killian. “Oh, I mean with the Unseelie Kingdom.”
After our glorious romp, Raza and I had laid in bed together, and I'd used the opportunity to inform him about everything I'd learned recently, so he wouldn't be blindsided by Daiyu again. This had taken longer than I'd anticipated since Raza had to stop me to ask questions, and then stop me again to roar a few times. I was grateful he'd put away his claws to make love to me. Otherwise, he might have ruined the bed linens.
“King Raza is dragon-djinn,” Daiyu declared as if no one else was aware. “This appeals to us.”
“I thought you didn't like land dragons?” I took a seat in the Queen's chair, right next to Raza's throne.
Daiyu frowned at me, looking pointedly at the chair she probably thought I didn't deserve to sit in.
“We generally don't likeanyland fey, but at least King Raza is a type of dragon. He understands us better than other fey,” Daiyu explained. “We'd rather he be on the throne than Moire.”
“How did you hear about the war?” Killian asked. “We've only just learned of it ourselves.”
“We are very good listeners,” Daiyu smirked.
“They have spies everywhere,” I translated.
Daiyu shrugged, not bothering to deny it.
“And you're willing to help us?” Killian resumed his seat with a speculative look towards her.
“We will bring a contingent of sea fey to Craos-Teine in support of the true King of Unseelie,” Daiyu nodded.
“In exchange for what?” Killian asked, making me smile. We could be so alike sometimes.
