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“There’s nothing to say that it won’t, though. You know that.”
“There’s nothing to say that it will.” I chuckled in an attempt to ease her worries. “We can’t worry about it if it’s not here. And right now, it’s not.”
Malina took a deep breath to center herself, visibly relaxing. Not much worried her, but after what happened to us when we were younger, the Glaev certainly did.
She shook her head. “You’re right. And besides, I don’t want to think about that now. Let’s go out tonight!” She beamed with no trace of worry, like it was never there. “I heard there are some soldiers from Oryn staying at the inn tonight on the east side of the city. You know they never turn down a good time.” She playfully wiggled her eyebrows, making me laugh.
The Oryn Nation was known for forcing their recruits into rigorous training for decades. The results were prominent, hardened soldiers capable of defending their Nation. But they tendedto unleash themselves once they were finally released into the world. Usually, by drinking as much ale as they could and fucking anyone willing.
“No, I’m good. I have a few errands to run, then I’m going to bed,” I said.
Malina rolled her eyes. “Uh-huh. We all know it won’t be your bed though.” I shoved her lightly as we walked into my sitting area.
“I don’t know what you mean,” I said with a look of feigned innocence.
“You do realize that the walls are made of glass? We can see you when you sneak out.” I ignored her retort and changed the subject back to her.
“It’s nearly sundown. Shouldn’t you be headed to your Oryn males that you’re pining for?” I said teasingly.
She flashed me a mocking look of shock. “You’re missing out if you’ve never fucked an Oryn. They’ve got endurance.” She winked at me before heading for the door. “And who said they were all male?”
I rolled my eyes and failed to hide a smile. Malina had never shied away from someone because of their sex or identity. She opened the door to leave and called over her shoulder. “Training tomorrow. Sunrise.” Not a request.
The door slammed shut behind her, and I dashed back to the vanity in the bathing room to finish getting ready, replacing my undergarments with something a little more desirable. While I was more relaxed after the bath, I still had some tension that I planned to relieve.
Chapter Four
Kya
As soon as the sun set, I left Morah under the cover of darkness and headed to the residential ring of Ilrek. My hood cloaked my face as I passed the few remaining fae still wandering the streets. The Roav—theHunters of Morah—had a reputation for being formidable and ruthless. To stave off the wary looks, it was best that I kept hidden when possible. Not that I minded. I preferred the shadows.
The streets were illuminated in a soft glow from the lanterns sparsely lining the edges of the streets. Fire wielders kept them lit throughout the night.
I made my way to the door of one of the small cottages and walked up the steps. Excitement coursed through me, knowing what awaited on the other side. Releasing a shuddering breath, I pushed back my hood just enough for my face to be seen, then lightly tapped on the door in a specific pattern.
Tap, tap, tap. Tap tap.
It took only moments before the locks unlatched, and it was thrown open.
Cade stood before me. And Gods, was he a sight to behold.
Shirtless, the rippling muscles of his chest and abdomen contracted with each breath, and I couldn’t tear my eyes away. Hiscropped dirty blond hair, showcasing his pointed ears, was the same as always—a cut favored by the fire wielders as longer hair tended to catch from the flames. And how I’d missed the heat in his amber-colored eyes as they slowly traveled up the length of my body until finally meeting mine. A warm feeling pooled in my lower stomach.
“About fucking time.” His voice was low and guttural.
His nostrils flared slightly, scenting my arousal. A broad grin crossed his sultry lips as he stepped to the side and gestured for me to come in. He closed the door behind me before he grabbed my waist, pushed me against it, and took my mouth with his. A groan rumbled in his chest when I returned his kiss and placed my hands on his shoulders. He yanked the hood from my head and pushed his body against mine.
His eyebrows scrunched together when I suddenly pushed him off me. I gave a playful smile and winked before darting around him. Mismatched furniture cluttered the small living space as I hurriedly made my way to the bedroom down the narrow hallway at the back of the residence, Cade right on my heels with eager steps. The playful chase excited me further.
We made our way into his small, cozy room, and I headed straight toward the bed we had shared many times before. Barely having crossed the threshold into the room, he grabbed my wrist and twisted me to face him. His other hand came to the back of my head and grabbed a handful of hair at the base, tilting my face up. His warm, soft lips were on mine instantly, voracious and desperate. I quietly moaned as he dug his fingers into my waist, resting my arms around his shoulders as my hands fisted his hair and pulled my body in to meet his—the already hardened length of him pressing against my stomach.
The kiss was rough and hurried, desperate—like we had been starved. His tongue thrust and tangled with mine in a skillful way that electrified all the way down between my legs.
He removed my shirt, our lips parting only briefly, before pushing me backward until the backs of my knees hit the edge of the bed. My hands ran across his broad shoulders and down the sculpted muscles of his torso until they met the lining of his loose-fitting pants and untied them. I bit my lip, glancing up at him as his darkened eyes watched my hands and moisture pooled between my thighs.
The tips of my fingers moved to the band of his pants but stopped when he pushed me back onto the bed. He made quick work of my pants, my slippers already discarded on the floor beneath me. He groaned at the sight of me lying before him in nothing but my lacy undergarments.
“Did you wear this just for me?” Cade asked in a low, husky voice as his fingers traced the lace at my hips, his eyes growing hungry. Goosebumps pebbled across my sensitive skin, and I gasped at his touch, wanting more.
