Ancestors, I prayed they got out somehow. I couldn’t handle it if the Warden captured them because of us.
I drove slowly back to Ilamanthe, where we got a lot of attention from the curious Elves on the streets. They were all too keen to gawk at the damage to my expensive car.
We managed to pull into the royal garage within the palace boundaries unseen, by some fucking miracle, but I bet the guards were already running to Emperor Cassiel to tell him we were back. Shit. I’d hoped when we’d returned, we’d have the vampire key in hand to calm some of his anger. Instead, we’d completely blown the whole operation and nearly gotten killed in the process.
I parked the car within the enclosed garage. Under the hood, the engine was smoking. Dammit all, Bren was going to kill me.
Kallie huffed. “Time to face the music, I guess.”
“Not yet. This was my idea. I want a chance to explain things to my grandpa, before the rest of you get in trouble,” Charlie said heavily.
“Fine by me.” Marcus was out of that car in a flash. Kallie waited for a minute or two before she left.
After she was out of the garage, Charlie opened the door, and Oberi hopped out.As much as you need to learn the consequences of your actions, beloved Charlie, I don’t wish to see them put upon you,Oberi noted.I will cover for you. If people see me, they will follow. Perhaps it will give you time to seek out your grandfather and come up with an explanation.
“Thanks, Oberi,” Charlie said, and he ruffled his ears. Oberi trotted off, leaving Charlie and me alone in the car.
There was silence for a moment, before I asked with a smirk, “Baddest bitch you’ve ever met, huh?”
“You definitely live up to that reputation.” He leaned forward, and I lightly touched his shoulder. The arm that had been fried by the battle orb mended, healing over until the injury was completely gone.
“Better?” I asked.
“Yeah. It no longer hurts.”
We sat in the car for a few moments. Then Charlie reached out and snagged me across the waist, hoisting me out of my seat and into his lap.
Both of us were breathing raggedly, and he was already hard. I had no desire for foreplay, and he fucking knew it. He pushed the skirt of my dress up, and I hastened to unfasten his pants. Charlie ripped my panties off of me, grabbed my hips and thrust up. I sank down, letting out a loud moan as he went all the way in.
Charlie matched my noises with a moan of his own, and he started fucking me hard, lifting me up and down on his dick. I grabbed the car seat, and my nails dug into the leather as his movements went deeper. I felt my eyes roll back as the pieces of our soul connected, his body slamming against mine. I looked deeper inside our bond and felt his side of ourspirit resonating against mine with a pure, clear warmth, his dominance wrapping around my half in a way that felt like I was being bound to his will. He kissed me hard, just as roughly as he had in the bank. I drank darkness from that kiss, licking up every drop.
It didn’t take me long to come— he’d been edging me for what felt like forever, so my body was ready for it. The whole robbery, and the car chase afterward, had been like a BDSM scene created straight from our deepest fantasies. We’d totally fucked each other’s heads, and the rush was even better than the one we got from sex. I’d been dying for a release ever since he’d put that gun to my head, and the thought of the cool metal pressed against my temple as he toyed with the trigger made me delirious… exhilarated. As my thoughts crossed across our bond, Charlie’s excitement increased, telling me he’d liked it, too.
This was wrong. We were twisted as all hell. And we fuckingloved it.
Charlie grabbed my hair and pulled as he came, and I screamed his name as we rode through it. Sweat beaded our faces, and I could feel his heartbeat pounding through his shirt against my own.
We put our foreheads together and justbreathed.I was spinning in place and grounded all at once. This was better than any high I could get from any drug on this planet. I didn’t want to get off his lap.
Charlie brushed my face. “Apparently we’ve found a new hobby.”
I smirked. “Robbing banks isn’t a hobby.”
“Might as well be, if it can get us going like that.”
I let out a soft laugh. He’d certainly started my engine.
I jumped as there was a sharp knock on the glass window beside us. I turned my head, and wasabsolutely mortifiedto seemy mother standing there, her arms crossed with a disapproving frown.
“If you two are finished, Charlie’s grandfather would like to speak with him,” Mama said shortly. “I hope you have a good explanation for the damage you caused.”
Chapter Seven
CHARLIE
Ifelt the blood rush to my cheeks in utter embarrassment. I sure as hell didn’t mind getting it on with my wife in our own fucking car, but did it have to be hermotherwho walked in on us?
“I’ll give you two a minute, then you need to come with me,” Sophia said.
