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One of Hisceas’s tentacles wrapped around my throat in a possessive yet calming way that had me relaxing into the hold.

“Little Siren, what good does it do us if we have the information, but we’ve run ourselves ragged?” Hisceas countered. “There must be balance. I trust that the information we need will find its way to us. The queen placed us all together in this time and place knowing we would have what we needed to end the madness. Which I might add, we now know is connected to the wizard.”

Damn Hisceas and how logical he could be, it made it so incredibly hard to argue with him. I let out a sigh as his hands landed on my shoulders and started to massage them. When he found a spot that was tight I let out a small moan of pleasure as the pain hurt so good when the knot relaxed.

“Finish your meal,” Hisceas ordered. “If you’re a good Little Siren, then I might be persuaded to give you a reward.”

A shiver of pleasure raced through my body at the thought of his mouth or tentacles on my body. While I had zero shame when it came to sex, I tried not to torture Rhun even though he’d caught Hisceas drowning me in pleasure when we thought we were alone. I’d known Rhun was there but ignored him to deal with his pleasure personally as he watched my sea guardian fuck my pussy with his mouth. Hearing Rhun find his climax as he tried to keep his voice quiet had sent me over the edge arching into Hisceas’s touch.

Imp had found a sneaky way of just rubbing the smallest amount of pre-cum on the inside of my wrist, making me orgasm instantly. Since he couldn’t take off his mask in front of the others and he was unwilling to share the sweet sensual sounds I made when he fucked me, this was his compromise. Really, all it did was set my body on fire begging for him to bend me over the table and fuck the shit out of me. To feel his claws trailing over my body as his twisted cock filled me as I lost myself in the torrent of climaxes that would happen when he finished inside me.

Shaking my head to clear my mind of those thoughts, I rubbed my legs together as my pussy ached to be fucked. Rhun let out a low rumbling growl full of possessive promise as I lifted my gaze to meet his. The tension between us was building no matter how much I wanted to give us more time to get to know each other. Maybe I was being too human about this but it was glaringly obvious that this bond meant everything to him and I wouldn’t take that lightly.

It was a struggle to eat the rest of my food with how turned on I was, but I knew Hisceas was a monster of his word. If I didn’t do as he instructed—there would be no reward. Once I’d finished, I grabbed the bowls since Rhun had long since finished and stacked them on the tray.

“I’ll take these down and clean up,” I offered, giving them a smile. “Thank you for making the meal, Rhun, it was wonderful.”

“You’re welcome, Zia, but there is no need to thank me for taking care of my mate,” he reminded me.

He wasn’t a fan of me always thanking him for doing things he felt were fulfilling a basic need. A mate ensured his female was fed, sheltered, clothed, and protected. These were not things to be receiving thanks for—according to him—since if these were not given it would mean he was a failure as a mate.

“Sorry, it’s going to take me some time to adjust to the way all of you take care of me like you do. Previously, it always came with strings or expectations attached,” I shared, lifting the tray. “Is there anything I should bring up when I return?”

“No, Song Bird, I’m fine,” Milin said, giving me a sweet smile.

“I will come with you,” Rhun stated. “There is something in the air tonight that has me on edge.”

This had me raising my brows in surprise. “Ceas, do you sense anything?”

“Not exactly sense, but I agree with Rhun there’s something brewing but I’m not sure what it might be. Let Rhun go with you, it will put us all at ease to know you have one of us close. Not that I foresee any problems with the castle being hidden as well as it is. I check daily to make sure it’s properly cloaked from anyone outside of us being able to find it,” Hisceas assured me, then leaned my head back so he could bend over and kiss me soundly.

I melted into him as his tentacles played with my hair and danced along my skin. When he pulled back all too soon he gave me a playful swat on the ass, getting me to move forward out the door. I gave him a mock glare then winked as I carried the dishes down the winding staircase to the main floor.

The fact this place had become my home so easily after never knowing what home felt like told me I was right where I needed to be. It didn’t feel like a cage, having the freedom to go where I pleased and even alter the space I was in to suit my liking. My bedroom was full of things I loved and always wanted but was never allowed to indulge in. The knowledge that I could walk out the front door and into the forest if I wanted to was beyond comforting. When we got to the cooking room, I opened the shutters to the window over the washing area.

I felt the cool night breeze brush along my skin as I took a deep breath of the unique scent that was the Hollowed Forest. It smelled ancient, like you could just taste how old it was, and the magic was like a metal tang on the back of my tongue. Then there was the normal forest aroma of bright pine, musty earth, and that rich woody smell that grounded you. It was everything I never knew I’d been missing and when Rhun wrapped his arm around me to nuzzle my neck I sighed.

“You seem distracted tonight,” Rhun said more as a statement than a question.

I hummed my agreement just treasuring the moment before I filled it with words. “I suppose I’m just amazed at how everything in my life could change and instead of feeling lost and overwhelmed, I’m happier than ever. It’s like there is now a sense of peace where there had only been longing.”

“That’s a good thing, right?” he asked, sounding unsure.

Turning in his hold I faced him. Rhun, not wanting to look down at me, picked me up and set me on the counter so we were more at eye level. I reached up and combed my fingers through the fur on his face that never stopped amazing me at how soft it was. He leaned into the touch letting out a rumble of pleasure. I needed to remember that touch was important to him and I needed to be better about that. While I might not see touch as a welcome thing or an instinct to give to others, Rhun needed it from me.

“Yes, it’s an incredible thing. I’m just now used to good things happening and I keep waiting for the next shoe to drop,” I answered honestly. “We have four days to figure out what’s going on before the wizard shows up.”

“Do you really think the wizard is going to land and then immediately come after you?” Rhun questioned, giving me a skeptical look. “Something tells me he has an important part to play for the humans or he wouldn’t have left them here. The madness doesn’t affect them so there has to be a reason for them to be here.”

“Gods, I wish we didn’t have more questions than answers in all this,” I muttered.

Rhun swept away the hair on my neck and he gently licked part of the scar he’d left on me, claiming me as his. “If you need a distraction for a bit to free your mind from all these questions, I’m more than happy to oblige.”

The shock of pleasure that flooded my body at the touch of his tongue to his mark had me moaning. “I don’t want to mislead you or use you, Rhun,” I said as my fingers dug into his fur.

“You’re my mate, there is nothing to be misled about. I accept that you need time before marking me as yours, but I’ve already claimed you, my Zia,” Rhun whispered in my ear before letting his tongue run slowly up the column of my neck. “Let me take the edge off, I know you’ve been wanting all day but putting it aside to get the answers we need. As your mate, it’s my pleasure to attend to all things my mate might require.”

His hands slid under the dress I was wearing. It was made from thick fabric that kept me warm and Imp was delighted to help me put on the stockings that came up to mid-thigh. When Rhun got my dress up past my knees, he dropped to his own, spreading my legs wide. Snapping out one claw he tore away my undergarments, leaving me bare to him.