Chapter 19 #2
“Sobek.” Shadows feather from Daire in sudden rage, transforming the water to an inky black.
When I stare up at him in shock, I can see the primal, ancient side of him, which he hides under his charm and banter.
He is as much a king…god…as Aurelius or Lanlin.
“Do you think that I gave up my blood to Lanlin without making a deal? Those who killed my friend and hunted me will feel the revenge of the Raven King.”
Daire’s pheromones are dominant, washing over me in powerful waves.
I feel faint.
The ravens in the tree suddenly crouch and ruffle their feathers, calling out shrill and angry.
I struggle to tilt up my head. “Good. They can feel the fangs of a wild wolf too.”
Daire nuzzles against me, calming his pheromones and soothing me.
“I’ve already felt the fangs of a Blood.
I admit that it was a revelation. Because I may be into both biting and blood play, but I didn’t know that it would feel like being flown to both heaven and hell at the same time.
I planned to make Sin addicted to drinking from me but I’m a damned fool because I may become just as addicted to his fangs in my throat. ”
I swallow at that image.
I push my thighs together, squirming in frustration.
Flying to heaven and hell? Addictive?
How many times did Lanlin make me come with his untrained but talented fingers? How incredible would it feel if he also drank from me…?
My mouth becomes dry.
Daire cocks his brow. “Do you want that too, love? For Sin to…?”
“He’s starving. His fangs have been in agony. On the moon, if I could give him life—”
“Life?” Daire’s voice is surprisingly flat. He shifts beneath me in the water. “Have you forgotten why we’re here? Our mission?”
Frustrated, I shake my head. “Are we still playing Lanlin? Are you?”
Please, say no.
“Do you think that revenge is something that you can just stop because you fall in love?” Daire looks anguished.
“I am still me, and he is still… He only tolerates me because he believes that I am Dove. He has become friends with someone who doesn’t exist. Bloody hell, the idiot has armed his enemy.
If he knew who I truly was — the Shadow Queen Slayer, the fae who killed his ma — he wouldn’t fly to save me.
He would destroy me. And we’ve seen him how he ends his enemies. ”
I stiffen.
It’s so easy to forget that all this time Daire has been living a secret, double life amongst his enemies.
If Lanlin discovers that he is truly King Daire, however, would he destroy him like Daire fears?
Execute him?
“Hey,” Daire strokes a strand of wet hair out of my face, “we need to work out a plan that saves the fanged idiot anyway because whatever happens to me, I’m not breaking another king or treating him like I have been.”
“How? Our horned idiot is flying here now. And the Blood Moon is only a week away.”
“Sometimes, you need to play the long game to get where you want in the end. You bluff weakness to gain the strong hand and win.”
“Like this?” I brush my fingers against the bite on Daire’s neck, which is almost healed already.
Shadow Vampire bites normally heal in a couple of hours, but whatever happened last night, Lanlin was a little enthusiastic with his bite.
To my shock, Daire groans. “Fuck, do that again.”
My eyes light up. “Like this?”
I trace over the imprints of where Lanlin’s fangs broke Daire’s pale skin, and Daire’s eyelashes flutter.
He throws back his head, humping against me.
“Now I really like vampire bites,” I murmur, leaning to kiss the bite.
“Shit.” Daire’s eyes snap open, as he humps even more forcefully up against me.
Then he growls, twisting me in the water. He cages me beneath him with his strong arms.
Daire’s curls hang over me, trailing like wet kisses over my cheeks. “Omega tease.”
I lean up to catch him by surprise and lick over the bite again because I like to live dangerously. “Fuck, yeah.”
He moans, before his eyes darken.
Then he reaches down to push up both our robes with a speed that takes away my breath, freeing his hard cock.
“Ready love?” Daire rests his hand against my hip, slowly tracing the shape of a snowflake.
I shudder, as the intoxicating honey scent of the lotus mingles with the warm forest sunlight of Daire’s feathers.
My skin is tingling under the sun; I hadn’t realized that I’d missed the daytime this much until now I am under it again with my fae lover, who sparkles with the same brightness as the sun.
“Always, for you.” I hook my ankle over Daire’s, urging him on.
His smile becomes sharp, before his fingers slide from my hip to my clit. He traces the same snowflake outline, repeatedly.
I moan, flushing.
I arch out of the water. Slick gushes from my pussy.
Instantly, Daire’s cock nudges against my wet pussy. He pushes in and out teasingly, never looking away from my face, as if my eyes hold the ancient truths to Rune Magic.
As if he doesn’t need anything in his life but to live in my gaze.
When he teases me with the tip of his cock again, I hook my other ankle higher up his thigh, urging him to fuck me more deeply.
Daire chuckles, rich and rumbling. “Want something, my Omega?”
“Fuck me, Alpha.” I blink the water out of my eyes. “Fucking breed me.”
Daire’s gaze darkens with desire. “Aye, this is the difference between Aurelius and me. I don’t need you to beg. My Queen should command.”
Instantly, he spears into me, and I hiss in a sharp breath.
He is large, and it takes me a moment to adjust.
Yet every time that he pistons into me, he stretches me in the most perfect way, as if we were made for each other.
We were.
The thought steals my breath.
My expression softens. “I love you.”
“That’s lucky because I love you more than anyone or anything in the wide Shadow realms.” Daire rests the cold metal of his mask against my forehead.
Then he thrusts — breeds me like I demanded.
And I can only hold on, clawing onto his shoulders, my legs hooked around his calves, and simply…survive.
It’s perfect.
“F-f-f-fuck.” My eyes close, as Daire wraps his hand in my hair, keeping my head just above the water, while he uses me with primal force.
Yet his fingers continue to stroke the symbol of his bond mark just as gently over my clit.
The contrast is shattering.
It drives ecstasy through me, relentless and unavoidable.
I am whining and whimpering, writhing in the water.
But I never want this feeling to stop.
It feels as destined as our fate.
Cold shadows wind underneath the black water. They feather over my ass. My skin prickles, as the shadows lightly slap me. I push myself toward them, asking for more. Then they curl to trace over my tight bud, which unfurls in welcome.
My cheeks flush.
“I’m almost…almost…” I whisper.
“Me too, love.” Daire kisses me, and I taste his blood.
The same blood that Lanlin drank last blood.
The thought is enough to push me over the edge.
Pleasure hits me like something snapping inside but also, being created at the same time.
I turn my head, deliberately latching my teeth lightly over Lanlin’s bite on Daire’s neck.
Daire reacts like I have just knotted him.
He stiffens, screams, and comes.
Then he breathes heavily, slowly coming down from a high, which I am riding as well.
I give the bite a final satisfied lick just to see him shiver again.
“You wolfie vampire.” Daire chuckles.
His chest rapidly rises and falls.
“What can I say? The Bloods have some good ideas.” I lick him again.
Unexpectedly, Aurelius’ voice drifts like smoke into my mind, much softer and more loving in its dragon form.
Are you together, my fire and frost?
Daire startles at the same time as I do.
“You heard that, aye?” Daire mutters. “You didn’t fuck my brains out literally?”
“Yeah, I did. You know who is taking a risk by contacting us. Also, shouldn’t I be the one asking you that?”
He looks smug.
So much for being able to enjoy the afterglow.
I have been hiding at night, while flying during the day and trying to avoid vigilante Shadow Humans because I thought that you were about to die. And instead, you’re fucking…? Aurelius demands.
Daire and I exchange a glance.
Do we tell him that Lanlin in fact saved Daire?
Aye, wildly fucking. In fact, I’m still in our Omega.
This time, Daire’s reply is in his mind, but I hear it too.
Long distance dirty talk; I like the possibilities.
Want me to tell you how incredible our Omega’s tight pussy feels wrapped around my cock?
I bet that you wish you could feel how warm and wet she is.
What? I hope that I didn’t make you fly into a mountainside…
Daire’s dick twitches, already valiantly stiffening inside me like he’s ready for a second round at the idea of teasing Aurelius while fucking his Omega.
Exhibitionist.
Yet my brow furrows.
Aurelius can talk by telepathy to Daire and me because we’re his dragon riders.
Our three-way telepathy is a depth of connection that’s greater than sharing pheromones or even emotions through bond marks.
We’re truly in each other’s minds. No one else can communicate with each other like we can or know what we’re talking about.
It’s our secret world.
Yet something is nagging at me.
Aurelius, why didn’t you transform into your dragon form and contact us this way, rather than through the Dream Bond? I demand.
Because telepathy between a dragon and his riders is only possible within a certain range. A dragon should never be parted from his riders. Aurelius replies.
My eyes widen.
I struggle to look past Daire’s shoulder at the clear sky. My heart beats frantically.
I can’t see anything.
Not yet.
My voice is low. You shouldn’t have come. You will be fucking killed if they catch you.
So will you, my Spark. Why would an Alpha King expect his riders and consorts to risk what he wouldn’t?
Aurelius’ cold voice is determined. Meet me at Mount Eternal.
It is a place where the Bloods’ enemies were entombed in ancient times, sometimes alive.
Queen KalaKant was rumored to have resurrected the tradition.
Lan will allow you to go there alone to pray for the spirits of your ancestors because the fucker believes in that bullshit.
The Shadow Humans don’t venture there because the antlered fuckers fear the vengeful ghosts, who they believe haunt the caves.
I may be risking death by flying into the heart of my enemy’s kingdom, but you have no idea what I would be risking if I didn’t.