Page 162 of A Court of Wicked Fae


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Soon.

The puzzlement on Zayde’s face sent a spark of humor through me. He knew me, though not well enough to see what Iwas doing with my fury. I toyed with the drink in my hand, tipping it back and forth without taking a sip, and his gaze fell there before snapping back to my face. Then he looked at Brenna. The longing in his eyes was quickly masked.

I walked the wire stretched across the cavern, but so did my half-brother. Was Brenna standing behind him, clinging to the back of his tunic?

Vexxion,Tempest growled. She was so close; I could taste the sweetness of her passion on the tip of my tongue.

Stop.

Her breathing stuttered.Nooooo.

Do you want me to join you?

Yes.She projected a subdued demeanor, though I could feel her will slashing around, a storm growing in power and volume. If I was with her, her eyes would shoot daggers my way.

Remove your fingers from your pretty pussy. No dragging them across your clit now. Until I arrive, you may touch your breasts only.

Fucking bastard.High-pitched laughter bubbled in her voice.You’re going to pay for this and pay well.

I look forward to it.

When?She snarled out her frustration.

Shortly. Stay hot for me, Fury, because I’m going to show you exactly what you mean to me soon. I’ll make you come and then I’ll do it again. Are you ready to scream my name?

I’m not sure,she said, a pout coming through in her voice.Touching my breasts might not be enough to keep me enthralled, you wretched fae lord.

My low laugh rang out, startling the woman seated on thesofa. She shot me a wild look before rising to dart across the room.

You’re not stroking your breasts well enough,I said.Close your eyes. Picture my mouth on your nipples. Sucking them. Rolling them gently with my teeth.

Vexxion. I want the real thing, not pretend.

Get out of the tub.

She sucked in a breath.Just like that?

Dry yourself. Lie on my bed on your back and spread your legs for me. You may continue to touch your breasts, but do not put your hand near your pussy or clit. I’ll know if you do, and you’ll be in trouble.

I want to be in trouble.

My laugh snorted out again. Zayde frowned. The king kept staring into the flames.

When I arrive, I’m going to drive my cock deep inside you, I said.Will you hold that thought in your mind?

Don’t make me wait long.She quickly stacked boulders around her mind, blocking me out.

Pride expanded inside my chest, bruising my heart against my ribcage. She’d learned quickly and well.

My fucking cock was on fire. I’d made her tease her body to the point she ached for me, but as it always was with us, it was never one-sided.

I scanned those in the room, but no one appeared to be watching me. They remained lost in their conversations, their wine, and the jovial company they’d missed while they were away. The king rarely held formal events, and while manychided him behind his back for the lack, none would do so to his face.

They prided themselves on being invited, being included when so many were not.

All I wanted was to take my fury’s hand and lead her in another dance in Weldsbane’s ballroom.

Finally, the conversation slowed. Drink glasses remained empty.