Haydn slid inside her, jolting Evelyn’s body closer to the edge. He wasn’t trying to be gentle. His thrusts were fast and hard andexactlywhat her body wanted.
It’s a dream. I’m not in danger. This feels too good to stop.
Evelyn closed her eyes, willing herself to forget how high up they were. A moan escaped her lips as Haydn continued slamming into her. The stone floor scraped against the bare skin of her knees and palms, but the only friction she cared about was between her legs.
If Leo fucked me like this, we would never get out of bed.
She didn’t know how long they were there. In a dream, in the dark, inecstasy, time was meaningless. Haydn’s punishing pace never slowed. Evelyn groaned as tension built inside her.
“You’re so close,” Haydn panted. “Come for me. Scream for me.”
He reached around and stroked her clit. It was enough to break her.
“Haydn!”
Evelyn’s screams filled the tower as she shattered, just like Haydn wanted.
He shuddered and spilled into her. “We should meet in your dreams more often, my love.”
When Evelyn opened her eyes, she was breathless, sore, and sweaty underneath the blankets. She reached between her legs and felt the wetness from her release.
I’m awake.
Leo was asleep on his side of the bed, as close to the edge as he could get without tumbling off.
It was just a dream.
68
Voice
Far too soon after sunrise, someone knocked on the door to Evelyn and Leo’s suite.
“I’ll get it,” Leo whispered. “Keep sleeping.”
He kissed Evelyn’s cheek before getting out of bed. She had nearly drifted off again, but Haydn’s voice shocked her awake.
“Good morning, Alexander! Is your lovely bride here?”
“The queen is asleep,” Leo said. “It would not be appropriate foryouto wake her up.”
“But I have a gift for her!” Haydn sounded cheerful, like this was the best part of his day.
“You can give it tome,” Leo growled, “and then you canleave.”
“I can’t, actually. The magic of the Bargain dictates I hand it directly to her.”
Bullshit. If it’s the dragon scale, that wasn’t even part of an actual Bargain. He’s doing this to upset Leo.
Evelyn leapt out of bed and rushed into the main room only somewhat off-balance. “I’m up! It’s fine.” She tucked her hairbehind her ears and blinked rapidly, convincing her body to be as awake as her mind.
What is that look Leo is giving me? Disappointment?
Magic forced Evelyn’s mouth into a smile. “Good morning, Councilor Ritter. You have something for me?”
Haydn wore a devilish smile that Evelyn didn’t trust. Her face heated at the memory of her dream in the library. A phantom pressure between her legs recalled exactly how he’d pounded into her.
He can’t possibly know about the dream. Right?
