My back hit the bed, my ass clenching while I fought for control and gripped her hips, enjoying the way they swayed back and forth over me. Something told me we had just found our favorite position and Evanna was going to grind me to death. Another moan ripped from my throat, and my hands gripped her breasts, massaging them again.
The instant I squeezed them firmly, her nipples rubbing against my palms, her scorching walls trembled around me.
“Braxton!”
“Fuck, yes, Evie. Come for me.”
And she did.
Her body collapsed against mine, losing all strength while the powerful waves of her orgasm rolled through her. I enjoyed her every shudder, especially the way her walls held on to me.
Then, I took over.
Repositioning her legs between mine, my heels dug into the mattress, and I began to rock into her. My arms wrapped around Evie, hands capturing her breasts and cradling her while her form shook against me. I watched her stunning form fall apart for me. My mouth nestled on her neck, kissing and biting, licking, and sucking, and taking her ecstasy to a new level. Her sensual song of pleasure grew even louder, just as my body began to shake too.
A sudden gasp called my attention to the door to find the blood draining from Asher’s face—he’d accidentally walked in on the most intimate of moments. Thankfully, with the way my body curled around Evanna, he couldn’t really see her naked. He froze, his eyes widening before he whirled around and ran out of the room. I didn’t even care; I was gone.
“Fuck!” I groaned a second before my entire being tensed from the force.
I exploded for her, feeling every tremor, pull, and pleasure rush to my core. I clung to Evie fiercely, hiding my face in her neck but unable to do anything else.
I was hers.
15
An hour later, after the best freaking nap of my entire existence, and a good meal to replenish my energy, I strutted towards the training field with Asher to meet Imogen and my Elevated Warriors.
Willow had stolen Evanna from me to finish her ceremonial dress and take care of a few last-minute details for the coronation. The celebration that would take place in a few days wasn’t only the day she’d officially be crowned the Skyborne Queen; it was also her 21stbirthday.
The reminder shook me to my core. Living in this world altered every perception I ever had about life. Here, there was no such thing astoo youngortoo old. The phrase “you have your entire life ahead of you” was nonexistent, because in Raithian’s Caelisium, the rest of your life could span two days.
Here, entire generations were erased with one blow, forcing teenagers to become adults from one day to the other and fight to the death. A death that came for them every time. No delay, no remorse, just a simple fact of life.
Evanna had been ruling and thinking of everyone but herself since she was about twelve years old. With the help of her aunt and Kingston, sure, but the world had still fallen on her shoulders the second her parents were killed.
Time was abstract in this place. I felt a hundred years old because the weight of this world was also on me… and that was exactly why I was going to enjoy the hell out of every minute I had left, appreciate every part of life I could, and love Evie to the max for as long as we were together.
“What exactly do you guys do to propose to someone here?”
Asher bristled with my question, and I stopped walking to look at him. He hadn’t said a word since we left the seventh floor.
“Dude, are you okay?”
“I, um. I…”
“Seriously. What’s up with you?” I asked, truly baffled by his behavior. “You have barely even looked at me since—” The flash of his ashen face by the entrance of my room when Evie and I were together suddenly returned to me, and I cringed. I had legit forgotten about it. “Oh. You saw us.”
“Please forgive me. I did not mean to walk in on you. I swear it, Brother. I thought you’d be ready to go meet your guard. It never crossed that my mind that you and the princess would be—”
“Doing the nasty?” I purposely joked because he seemed about to dig a hole in the ground and stick his head into it. He was so mortified.
His eyes widened at my words, cheeks becoming tomato red from embarrassment. “Don’t call it that. I’m so sorry, I—”
“It’s no big deal. Honestly, I’d totally forgotten, Brother.”
“Thank you,” he added, seeming to breathe for the first time since he caught us. “I truly appreciate your forgiveness and understand—”
“Dude. It’s nothing,” I assured, cutting off his profuse apology. “Just let me know when you and Skylar will be doing it too, so I can watch. Then we are even.”
