Slowly, he licks his fingers again, slipping them under my undergarments. “Griffin is coming for our lands.” He teases me, parting me to slip inside my entrance. I gasp, forced to endure as he holds me wide. I don’t hate it. “The royal guards, combined with our lords armies are not enough for his numbers. We needed the Woodland Fae Lords and their resources.”
He strokes my inner walls, slow and deliberate. I try to buck, to get more, but he doesn’t allow me this. He makes me wait.
“I thought they had no army?”
“They don’t. But they have money. Aoife has the soldiers.” He moves again, thumb finding my clit. A jolt explodes through me and I moan. “In order to obtain both, we needed to be here. For a small dance and festival.”
“But our palace,” I pant, shoulders pressed to the bark. I’ll be raw come morning, but I don’t care.
“Can withstand for one day, while we get the required resources to protect it.” His fingers curl, pumping in and out with such control, I’m lost to the sensations.
I hate how logical it sounds.It doesn’t feel right.There is something else happening. I can tell.
But it’s hard to concentrate when my mate plays with me and I’m barreling close to a climax.
“You still killed a lord.”
He grins against my neck, feeling me stiffen and groan against his chest.
“I would kill a hundred males, kitten, if it was to keep you mine.” He pinches my chin, forcing me to look into his amber eyes. The mask hides his features completely. It’s as if a stranger controls my body, is bringing me this kind of pleasure.
It’s exhilarating and terrifying. I know I’m safe with Kaden, even as furious as I am at being ignored and dismissed, but it’s forbidden. He is my mate but not, and I surrender to the orgasm as it washes over me.
He doesn’t let me hide, and holds me captive as he drinks in my climax. Everything I am lays bare for his eyes only. And he wants more.
“There she is,” he says, smiling. He rips the mask from my face, dropping his to the ground. His boot trample them both. Swiftly, he lowers his trousers, replacing his fingers with his cock.
I cry out. It’s too much and not enough. My body tightens and he groans, fangs skirting my throat like a delicious prayer.
“Whatever happens, I’m yours, love. I’ve always been yours.”
He drives into me and I’ve no choice but to cling to him. Hips slap and retract, drawing moans from my swollen lips. Everything is frantic, rushed, as if this will be our last time together.
I plan on having many years of this.
Running my fingers over him, my pleasure builds. I enjoy the feel of his muscles contracting, the beat of his heart under my touch, the feel of his lips all over my skin. It’s heat and desire and I succumb to it. My vision tunnels and I tight, pussy clamping down around his cock. My body shakes and I scream, the tidal wave of pleasure submerging me whole.
Kaden follows me over, release dripping from where we’re connected, but he doesn’t move. He stays inside me, cock throbbing, and I press my forehead to his shoulder.
“I’m still mad,” I whisper, voice gone.
He nods, kissing my temple. “Good. I didn’t marry a wiltingflower, kitten. I married a vengeful goddess who will smite the world to build it back up in her image. And I will only be too happy to see you do it.” He kisses my neck, fangs sliding by, but he doesn’t break skin.
He winces again, pulling away. Gently, he places me on my feet.
He touches my cheek, thumb caressing my skin as if he’s never felt it before. “Remember, I’ve always chosen you. Save me.”
“Save you?”
Bolting upright, I rise from the patch of grass in the maze. The world is dark, the cherry blossom swings high above me, and Kaden is no longer here. I’m still in my costume, skirts rumpled, but my mask is on my face.
My fingers trace the edges, pouting.What is going on?
“Howdareyou.”
The woman in black stands there, malice dripping from her aura. I can’t see her face, but I can feel her intention. Angry, hateful, she wants me dead.
“What have you done? Where’s Kaden?”
