Epilogue ~ Mébh
I ran.
My heart was pounding wildly within my chest.
“You can run, princess, but I’ll always catch you,” Gray rumbled, his voice echoing through the castle’s stone hallways.
I grinned.
Capture was the point.
But it was my choice where.
My feet pounded the velvety carpets covering the acres of stone flooring. I slipped through the cracked-open double doors to the throne room and slammed the door behind me on purpose to let him know exactly where I was.
I was still running through the massive hall when the double doors burst open. My demon stood, filling the entire doorway, his bat-like wings spread, his tail swishing behind. His muscle-packed chest and abs gleamed with a slight sheen of sweat in the firelight of the wall sconces. His horns were straight and long, and he was at his full height, completely shifted, only wearing a pair of torn jeans. The rest had ripped from his shifting frame.
He smiled wickedly, showing me his sharp teeth and fangs, and then he launched himself in my direction. I made it to the few steps that led up to the throne platform before I was scooped up, black wings obscuring my vision.
“You’re mine,” he growled in my ear.
He set me on the throne and ripped the intricate, lacy black dress I wore over my head, then loomed over me.
He hissed when he saw I wore no panties.
“This is what you wanted, isn’t it? To be fucked here?” He gestured at the throne.
I raised my chin in defiance.
He smirked and then met my lips with his own. He consumed me with the kiss, dominating me as he swept his tongue in and made himself known.
I reached out and gripped the bulge in his torn jeans. His pants barely clung to his lean hips. Rubbing along his shaft, I moaned around his tongue as his whole body shuddered.
He growled low and reached down to unfasten his pants. His massive cock sprang free, piercings and pre-cum gleaming in the firelight. I gripped him and slid my hand up and down, feeling every barbell.
Snarling, he snapped his wings out to each side. He grabbed my hips and hauled me closer, his tail coiling around my leg to help hold me in place. He retracted his claws and reached down to slip a finger into my channel.
“So wet,” he groaned out. “Need inside—now.”
He snatched his rock-hard cock from my hands, forced me to sit on the edge of the throne with my legs spread and then lined up with my channel. He drove in, going several barbells deep on the first thrust. I gasped at the intrusion, loving the instant feeling of being full. I’d grown more used to taking his extra-large fully shifted size over the past few weeks. He pressed himself deeper, and I thrashed my head and moaned.
“That’s it, my princess. Take all of me.”
He bottomed out, filling me up, and growled in approval. He drew back out and thrust back in, hard.
I groaned but begged for more. “More. Give it to me. I need all of you. Every barbell.”
He growled in response and began thrusting with abandon, fucking me on his throne. This was a perfect example of the way our lives had intertwined. Life with Gray had been so easy since he reclaimed his throne. Like breathing. Like fucking. Which we did constantly. I assisted him in all things needed for the region, council meetings, demonic issues, and day-to-day ruling. When the work was done—and sometimes when it wasn’t—Gray would mist me to another exotic location. Sometimes to another Earth-side home of his, other times it was to other dimensions. I’d learned one reason he had so many Earth properties was in order to visit the human businesses he owned in various cities around the world. It was how he earned money, by investing it on Earth. We’d explore more of his properties and then inevitably end up tangled together in the bedroom, in the hallway, the closet, and then the shower for round two. We had planned for the full moon on Earth and had fucked in the forest outside one of his snowy mountain residences. That had been another magical night I would not soon forget.
Today, after the region leaders’ council meeting, I’d planned this little chase. Fucking in random places all over the world was fun, but tonight I wanted my man on his throne, on the place he wielded his power, and I wanted him wielding that power over me.
I gripped onto him harder and threw my body to the side. He allowed it, and the movement swapped our positions. He landed perfectly on his throne with me on top of him in his lap.
His claws landed on my ass, and he gave me a light squeeze. “Well, then.”
My Wolf growled with approval as I leaned in and licked my mark on his neck. He’d been so damned happy when he spotted my mark on him in the mirror and realized he would see it forevermore.
Then I began riding him hard.
We thrust in unison, our breaths mingling. His lips landed on mine again, and his hand kneaded my breast and tweaked my nipple. I groaned into his mouth in response.
We raced together, moving as one, panting as one. I hurtled toward orgasm. Gray began meeting my thrusts harder, and I knew he was getting close too.
“Come with me,” I growled against his lips.
He nodded with a snarl.
Our hips smacked together harder and harder as tension built and pleasure spiraled. I couldn’t hold back much longer.
“Come now, princess!” he commanded.
The dam burst open, and I screamed “Grayyyyyyy!” as pleasure cascaded over me.
Gray grunted and buried himself as deep as possible. His wings snapped out to the side once again, shaking and vibrating as he emptied himself with a grunt, shooting stream after stream of cum deep inside me.
My body sagged against his. My cheek landed on his chest and one of his big hands slowly rubbed my back.
We stayed there, perfectly content, as our breathing returned to normal.
“That was amazing, princess,” Gray intoned sometime later, when we’d mostly recovered.
I gazed at him with a wicked grin spreading across my face. “It was, my prince.”
He brushed my hair behind my ear gently. “I love you, Mébh. You know you are my everything, right?”
“I love you too, Gray. I know,” I said as I traced my fingers over his pecs.
Warwick came storming into the throne room but stopped short the moment he saw the position we were in. Gray’s wings immediately wrapped around me to shield me from view, but Warwick covered his eyes anyway.
“My apologies, my prince, but there is an urgent message from Gabriel,” he said, looking slightly to the right of where we actually were with his eyes covered.
“What is it?” I demanded, trying to see around Gray’s wings. If there was an issue at the pack and Gabriel was calling Gray and me in, something bad must have happened.
“Both your presences are requested back at the pack—that’s all I know,” Warwick answered.
“Shit!” I scrambled off Gray’s lap. “We need to go!”
“Clothing first!” Gray growled.
Gray mistedus within twenty minutes, and we discovered the pack house in utter chaos, with werewolves running every which way. The mind-link network was constant unidentifiable chatter. It seemed like the pack warriors had been called, but there was a discrepancy as to where or what they were supposed to be doing. I couldn’t find anyone who could tell me what was going on.
We ended up standing in the main area near the fireplace, just watching the crazy.
“I still don’t understand why we’ve been called in and what’s got everyone so riled up?” I said to Gray.
From behind me, a voice answered. “Ember’s twins are due any day now.” It was Melody, a faery who had been staying with the pack. She and Ember had become friends while enslaved as blood slaves in Portland under the Silverton Vampire Clan. The fae supposedly had midwifery skills and had refused to leave the pack until Ember gave birth, vowing she would be helping. I was aware Ember’s babies were due soon, but they were still a few days out, I thought.
The blond had pixie-like looks and a petite build. She sat on the fireplace hearth with her legs drawn up in front of her and she looked stricken.
“Yes, has she gone into labor? What’s happened?” I asked cautiously.
Her big eyes looked haunted as they found mine. “Henry has gone missing.”
My hands shot up to cover my mouth as I gasped.
Gabriel came striding down the left staircase from his office on the second floor. All movement stopped and everyone looked to the Alpha for an explanation. “I am sure all of you have heard by now that Chef Henry is missing. Does anyone have any information on this that might help?”
Fear streaked through me as I remembered seeing Henry and Xander in Portland at the Incubus concert. I stepped forward. “I saw Henry and Xander back in Portland when I was there about a month ago with Gray.”
Gabriel zeroed in on Xander, who was leaning against the wall at the back of the room, under the staircases. “What was that about, Xander?”
The Viking shrugged noncommittally with a stoic look still plastered on his face.
“He knows more,” Gray added, his eyes going silver as he used his spy telepathy to infiltrate Xander’s mind. “Shall I rat you out, Xander? Or are you going to tell Gabriel what’s really going on?” he called to the vampire.
Xander grumbled.
“What’s happened to Henry?” Gabriel demanded.
“He was stupid going alone this time.”
“That doesn’t answer my question!” the Alpha snapped.
“I’ll find him,” the vampire simply replied.
“I have an entire werewolf pack, the most powerful witch in existence, a supernatural-based agency, and a demon prince of Shoal to help locate him. Tell us what happened so we can help!”
“No, it’s too dangerous,” the stoic Viking stated.
“Too dangerous?” Gabriel asked.
“Yes, numbers will not help,” the vampire shot back.
“So you’re going to go after him alone without any help? Isn’t that what you called him stupid for doing? Going alone?” the Alpha growled out.
“Yes, but—”
“I’ll go,” Melody piped up as she stood up from her spot on the fireplace.
All eyes swiveled to the faerie.
Xander, I noticed, was glaring at her. “No!” he thundered with venom.
“You need someone to go with you, so you’re not alone. I know the dirtiest parts of Portland from the Silverton Clan using me for my faerie magic. I can help you.”
The Viking continued glaring at her. I couldn’t tell if he hated her guts or was in love with her. His clear-blue eyes held such mixed emotions. Hunger and hatred. If I had to guess, I would think they were fated mates or something. “I can’t guarantee your safety.”
“You don’t have to. I have my own powers to protect myself.” She placed a hand on her hip and stared the Viking down.
“But we will need you back to help with Ember’s birth in just a few days,” Victoria said softly from nearby, having followed Gabriel down the stairs.
“I am aware,” Melody replied. “I am sure this won’t take long. But those babies need their vampire father.” She turned back to Xander. “Let’s bring him home, okay?”
The Viking sent her one final bone-chilling glare, then he stormed out of the pack house’s main doors, the pack parting for him like the Red Sea. Melody stalked after him, and the doors swung shut ominously behind them.
Thankyou for reading Her Dark Prince!! I do hope you enjoyed Gray and Mébh’s story. Up next in Book 7 will be Xander and Melody searching for Henry. Will they be able to find and rescue him before Ember’s twins are born?
But first, I have Till I See You Again: An Egyptian Reincarnation Paranormal Romance stand alone and two Creatures of the Night Novella’s in the works. The novella’s are fun side stories that add to the world and are kink heavy, but do not propel the overarching plot forward. We will meet Lucifer and his boy just in time for Christmas, and then visit The Knightmare, the premier vampire run sex club in Portland, Oregon, where an unsuspecting male werewolf just wandered in looking for a good time.
Lucifer’s getting Kole for Christmas
Kole
I defied the Lord’s command. Stripped of my wings, I am sent to serve Lucifer, the Prince of Sin himself just in time for Christmas. But the Devil is not who or what I thought he was. In defying him, I can’t get enough of his breed of sensual ‘punishment’ and calling him “Daddy” just feels right . . .
Lucifer
The holiday season in the human realm should have been a chance for me to find a new boy toy to play with, but instead I am to babysit a newly fallen angel, a ‘chip off the old block’. When faced with the kids defiant bratty attitude, calling him ‘boy’ just fits. He wasn’t sent to me to be mine but he brings out the Daddy Dom within me, and I quickly discover it’s exactly what we both want and he desperately needs.
But he isn’t mine to keep. I can’t get attached.
When his punishment is over, the Lord wants him back . . .
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Till I See You Again
A love that’s spanned the ages.
Scorching hot desert, garishly painted sandstone, forests of massive columns, and soul sucking darkness have haunted my dreams ever since I can remember.
My name is Tari Muth. I am an American grad student majoring in Egyptology, embarking on a year-long internship with the National Museum of Egyptian Civilization in Cairo in search of answers.
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But the more time I spend with the pious, insufferable, stubborn, protective, and wildly charismatic Ramses, the more I find myself falling for his charms. I share a soul with his greatest love, but I am a different person. It seems inevitable that we fall for one another in every lifetime.
As life and death hang in the balance, we race against time to return Ramses before it’s too late, and I prepare for the inevitable goodbye.
When it’s all said and done, how will I be able to say “till I see you again”?