The king hadn’t survived this long or risen to his current position of power without occasionally indulging the needs of his most favored high lords and ladies. He stood. “The ballroom awaits.” Drawing Brenna up from her seat, he led her around the sofa, toward the arched entryway. “Join us.”
With excitement—most of it barely scraping the edge of pretend—the other guests followed him, none daring to flit while he walked.
Finally.
Ivenrail didn’t meet my eye. He didn’t request my presence. This meant I was free until he called again.
My fury waited in our suite.
Naked.
Wet for me.
I flitted there and stripped as I landed, stalking over to stand beside the bed. My gaze raked across her lush body still rosy from the heat of the water and the tease I’d played with her mind.
“Are you wet for me, Fury?” I growled, my stiff cock ramming against my abs.
Her lips pursed. “Stick your finger in there, and you might find out.”
This woman might play compliant, but she was anything but. I loved her even more for that fact.
Climbing over her, I caged her with my arms and my body, kissing her. Consuming her.
How should I punish you some more for being naughty?I asked as I left her mouth and kissed along her jaw to her chin.
You knew I was going to do it. Now was the time.
I don’t want you in danger.
As I remain inside this castle, danger chokes off my air with every breath I take. They’re together. Finally. It was beautiful.
How could I deny her this moment where everything was perfect if only for one instant?
I’m going to release the rest of the creatures before the wedding,she said.I figured out how to hide that they’re no longer trapped.
She was building her strength so fast; I could barely keep up.
Be careful.
It’s too late for that, isn’t it?
Sadly, it was.
“Enough talk. Kiss me here,” her fingertip traced down her neck. “That’ll show me the error of my ways.”
I dragged my tongue down the path her finger had forged, stopping at the junction to her shoulder to kiss.
“And here.” She lifted her breasts, running her thumbs across the rosy buds. “I believe you’re creative enough to mete out my supposed punishment on my flesh.”
“Fury,” I growled, kissing down to her breast. I traced mytongue across one nipple then the next, going back and forth until they’d hardened, and she was bowing her spine up to meet my mouth.
Leaving her breasts to my threads, I kissed her quivering belly. When it tickled, her husky laugh burst out. If only I could hear that sound every day of my life.
I parted her thighs, kissing each one, running my tongue softly over the new scars on her right. The wounds Delaine gave her had faded to nearly nothing due to my aid in healing, plus her own.
I kissed up to the juncture between her thighs, licking from her saturated entrance to her clit. This precious treat, I sucked into my mouth, flicking my tongue across it while she moaned and jerked her hips up to meet me.
Her legs hitched up onto my shoulders, her fingers threading into my hair. She held on while her body quivered, and I showed her how precious she was to me.
