“Well done.” Asher smiled, ever the good friend, but the worry only increased within Evanna’s gaze.
“Do you think it wasthem? Do you think they were attacking you to stop you from using them?”
A burdened breath sank my chest because we all knew whotheywere. She was talking about the souls trapped in theAnima Crystallum. My ancestors.
“It’s possible,” I admitted, my chest tightening with the thought. Their essence had fought back the moment they felt me close, assuming that like Raithian, I would steal and abuse their joined power.
“But you need the crown to fight the Warlock King,” Asher added, pointing out the painfully obvious.
Ifthepowers that beblocked me from channeling them to help me defeat Raithian, then…
“We’ll cross that bridge when we get there,” I replied, standing, and helping Evie to her feet.
“You will figure out a way.”
With Kingston’s reassurance, we all turned and walked towards Tharion to get out of that place.
Throwing one last glance over my shoulder at the ruined park, I promised myself that if, by some miracle, I made it out alive from all of this, I would restore this place.
“We should keep them away from each other,” Evie warned once we returned to our room, and I dropped my ring on the surface of the dresser.
“Yeah, we should,” I admitted, a shudder coursing through me when I remembered the hold the stones had on me by merely being close.
Frowning, I watched Evie place the leather satchel that contained the Dragon Crown all the way at the end of the room, behind the wall of the bathroom area. It seemed like a bit of overkill, but I knew that what happened to me scared her… and she didn’t even know about what I felt with the Truth Teller.
To spare her the worry, I opened the drawer where the ring sat for the past several days and placed it all the way in the back of it. Now I just needed to reclaim my sword and find a way to use the three elements together without them killing me before Raithian and I faced off for good. Fun times.
As I pulled my hand out of the drawer, a startling tremor took control. I immediately fisted it to stop the shaking, but it was too late, Evanna had already seen it.
“Are you sure you are alright, Baby?” Her hand curled over mine, squeezing to help ease the tremor. Her worry weighed on the words.
“I’m sure it’s just fatigue. Nothing to worry about.” I guessed the rush of adrenaline from my experience with the seer had worn off already.
“Then you should take a nap. You haven’t been sleeping well, and the others can wait.”
My mouth opened to protest, but then something better came to mind. A slow smirk tilted my lips. “I could sleep, OR—and hear me out on this—or we can use this precious time alone to continue what you started the other night…”
Her brows furrowed. “What I started the other ni—Aaah!” A squeal escaped her when I whirled her around, yanking her against me.
Evie’s back slammed against my chest, our bodies flushing together until her bouncy ass pressed deliciously against my groin. “When we were on Tharion’s back,” I whispered in her ear, “flying towards the lake.”
“Oh, that,” she half gasped as I guided her hair away, trailing the tip of my tongue from her ear to her neck.
A smirk tilted my mouth over her skin, and I sucked the sensitive curve while my hands snuck around her waist, headed straight for her breasts. Scooping them out of her corsets had become my favorite hobby.
“Yes,that.”
Their plumpness filled my palms, her nipples tightening against my skin. I massaged them slowly, enjoying how they gave way to my every touch and her breath hitched. A moan escaped her when my hips pressed harder against her ass, and she felt my growing hardness.
Sucking her neck once more, I squeezed her soft breasts, firmly holding them, possessively massaging them—because every inch of her was mine.
Evanna’s hips began to grind on me in response, stroking my hardness and making me desperately want her. A groan escaped me the instant Evanna’s hands reached back, unbuttoning, and pulling down my pants enough for her to grab me.
Fuck.
My skin was on fire under her touch, the feel of me ready for her eliciting a deep whimper from her lips. I’d been craving her since she teased me. When her head fell back, and she tightened her grip on me, every inch began to throb.
Dragging one of my hands from her breast, I hurriedly pulled at the laces of her corset, letting the thing fall off her body faster than it ever had. A slight golden glow dancing over my fingers reflected in the mirror before us, but I was too busy slipping my hand into her riding pants to care.
