NEVARRE
Some might assumemy primary gift was Morrigan’s Shadow, spreading darkness across the battlefield when my queen needed to obscure her movements. Or the grove of magical ancient trees growing around her house. The disgruntled warcat thought my best attribute was the kilt and how good my legs—and ass—looked beneath the plaid. Or my hair, which fell past my waist in a silky black curtain, growing longer each time my queen touched me.
But in fact, my best gift was making myself indispensable.
I was everywhere and anywhere my queen had a need. Fly her doctor into the nest. Help a fellow queen establish a nest after a long absence. Manage her modern phone. Pick out a stunning dress with matching shoes and jewelry. Always completing each task efficiently and easily.
While simply wallowing in the joy of serving my queen’s smallest whim.
Especially if that meant I was close at hand when she hungered.
She stretched out her left arm, and I clasped my fingers with hers, allowing her to guide me where she wanted me. Sekh obligingly moved back enough to let me take his place, not minding in the slightest that now I’d be the one thrusting into her.
Not when he’d be fucking us both on top of me. On top of her alpha. Because no one disputed Rik’s place at her back. He tore open his wrist to lube himself up, saving her bite for lateronce we brought her enough pleasure. Though we could never get enough of our queen’s desire nor her blood.
I would always want more, more, more. Every time she allowed me close.
She pressed her lips to mine.:Same. I only want you more every single day.:
:Take all that I am, my queen. I’m yours. Always.:
Her shining hair stretched out across the massive mattress like eager vines, tangling around my limbs. Mingling with my own hair. So soft—yet powerful—I couldn’t help but shudder with sheer bliss. Fragrant with smoky incense and sultry flowers, as if she walked sacred temples in her sleep. She wrapped her hands in my hair, pulling me closer. Welcoming me between her thighs. With a deep, pleased sigh, she arched up against me as I slid into her. Silk and heat and power, flowing over me. Drowning me. Happily.
:No feeding on her,:Rik commanded in the Blood bond.:Not unless she orders it. She needs to conserve her power for the coming rescue.:
:Understood, alpha,:I replied.
He let me have a few moments to soak in the exquisite feeling of being inside her. Her mouth roamed my throat, licking and tasting my skin. Stirring her hunger to a fevered pitch. She worked one of her hands free of my hair so she could plunge her nails into my buttocks. My back arched, a groan of bliss escaping my throat. I thrust harder, deeper, making my own rhythm while I could. Desperate to feel her pleasure pouring over me. I ground my pelvis against her and lightly scraped my fangs over the curve of her breast. Her delicate nipple. Teasing us both.
:Fly, my queen. Let me carry you on blackest wings of night.:
But I was the one flying. Gliding, falling into her. She drank me down, her thighs locked around me. Even though she used her nails to feed, I could taste myself on her bond. I flewthrough her on wings of Celtic magic, my frantic heartbeat a war drum. Chants, stomps, the clang of swords against shields as we marched.
Morrigan’s voice cawed through my mind.:WAR COMES, SON OF SHADOW. PURGE THE OLD RULE AND WATER THE GROUND WITH THEIR BLOOD.:
Shara’s breath caught and she tipped her face up to mine, her eyes gleaming like chips of velvety midnight sky. “The Morrigan calls House Isador to war once more.”
“We’re ready, my queen.” Rik slid his forearm around in front of her face, pressing the bleeding wound to her mouth. “Feed long and hard.”
He shifted her between us, adjusting her body so he could slowly penetrate her ass. Gritting my teeth while she moaned and trembled against me, I fought the urge to sink deep and unload. I wanted as much time as possible. Rik wasn’t even all the way inside her yet, and I could feel her pussy tightening on me. Rhythmic squeezing. My fangs throbbed and I pressed my face into her throat, breathing in the sweet scent of her skin while she quivered in my arms. Her magic licked at my skin, a hot silken wave of power that sizzled all the way to the bone.
Staring up at me, her mouth locked to Rik’s arm, she whispered in the bond.:You can feed too, you know.:
I hesitated, surprised she hadn’t heard Rik’s order in the bond. Though he’d been working at fine tuning his connection with all of us so as to disturb her as little as possible.
“I told him not to,” Rik replied. “You need to conserve your strength.”
Her eyes flared.:Oh. You did? When?:
Rik flexed his big body, sliding to the hilt inside her. Making both of us groan and twitch. I could feel the heavy press of his cock alongside mine, barely separated by thin membranes. “As soon as he started fucking you.”
:But I didn’t hear it. Even in the bond.:
His lips curled in a smug grin. “I know. You shouldn’t be troubled by Blood business, my queen.”
:You’re never?—:
He arched his hips up beneath her, lifting us both, and she lost her train of thought.
