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“Now it’s time to really play, Queen.” He forces my head to the side, and I gasp when he bites down on my throat. I slap his shoulders, but as the pain melts inside me, I curl my fingers into them, pulling him closer, my thighs falling open as he lies above me. His tongue soothes away the sting as he licks up my neck and across my cheek to my lips, tasting my blood. “You bleed so prettily for us. Watching you fly like that made me harder than ever.” He grinds into me, letting me feel it through the thin, skintight pants he wears for practice. “You would have looked so gorgeous floating down to the ground.”
It’s fucked up, he’s talking about my death, but I slide my hands down his sculpted back to his ass, gripping the firm cheeks and tugging him closer. I grind into him as my clit throbs, desire coursing through me with my pounding heart. All my adrenaline and fear transform into hunger.
“Just as pretty as you look under me. Shall I make you fly again, Queen?” he whispers into my lips, his hands hitting the wood on either side of me.
“Yes,” I beg, rolling my hips, needing him inside me more than I need my next breath. I can feel his racing heart matching my own as he rubs his solid chest against mine, and then he lifts up, ripping my shirt and pants off, leaving me bare.
His greedy eyes rove over my body. “You look so good on my wire, ready to tumble for me.” His eyes look crazed as he reaches down and pinches my nipples until I cry out, digging my nails into his ass to pull him closer.
“Heart,” I implore before I realize what he wants.
He wants me to take control of my life, of my desires and my body. He doesn’t want Ember; he wants his queen. He wants this bright, alive performer, not a scared woman chained to the floor. He wants to soar with me.
Gripping the stretchy material of his pants, I shove them down and wrap my legs around his waist. My mouth falls open on a moan as he bites my neck again, making it hurt.
“Make me fly,” I order, raking my nails down his back until it bows as he snarls. “Make me fly for you, Heart. Show me how it feels.”
His hands slide down to grip my hips, and in one smooth movement, he buries himself inside me. His eyes pin me in place as he forces himself deep inside my slick channel. The pleasure and pain make me sing my delight to the rafters as he fucks me.
He pulls from my pussy and slams back in. The force pushes my body higher up the platform, toward the edge, and my eyes widen as he smirks and does it again and again, until I’m hanging from the edge. I start to panic, but I grip his shoulders and stare into his eyes, then I let go.
I relax into him, showing him my trust and devotion.
I might die, but it would be worth it.
He pushes me farther, until my ass reaches the edge of the platform.
My head hangs down, blood rushing to it as my upper body practically levitates in the air. My hands remain on him, trusting him to keep me safe.
“Heart.” My back arches as I lift my hips to meet his wicked thrusts, and my nails dig into his shoulders, making blood pool and drip from him onto me. Neither of us care as we fuck harder, our bodies slapping together as he pounds me into the wood.
“You’re mine, Queen, my little soaring bird,” he states.
“Yours,” I respond, closing my eyes as ecstasy pounds through me with each stroke of his cock.
Flipping me, he slams back into my body, gripping my hips as he pushes me farther off the platform until I’m looking at the ground. I jerk my head up and look at the air around us. “Arms out,” he orders. “Fly for me.”
I do as I’m told, spreading my arms so I feel like I’m flying. He keeps me from falling forward, the spark of danger, of falling, making me cry out and clench around him.
His hands bruise my hips, his blood smears on my skin, and when he pushes me forward until I almost fall, I come with a scream. His roar of satisfaction echoes through the tent as he fills me with his release, keeping him on the edge of falling as ecstasy rolls through us, our bodies locked together.
I slump, and he holds me, his lips brushing my ear in a gentle kiss as his voice wraps around me. “You fly so prettily, Queen. My wire will be here whenever you need to be reminded of who you are and what you’re capable of.”
Tugging me back into his arms and away from the wire, he curls around me as I pant and smile, closing my eyes in relief and happiness.
My heart still soars like he told me it would.
Chapter
Thirty-Eight
Ikeep my feet firmly on the ground for the rest of the day, helping prepare for tonight before I find myself at Hilda’s tent. I haven’t had a lot of time to practice lately, and I’ve been feeling a little lost without it. I didn’t realize how much I’ve come to rely on the cards and how they settle me, so I head inside, letting the familiar scent of incense wrap around me as I take a seat opposite her at the table.
“You’ve been busy.” She smirks without opening her eyes.
I feel my cheeks heat, but I grin. “Sorry I’m late?—”
“You’re allowed to enjoy your life.” Her eyes open, and she leans over and takes my hand. “Life is much more than obligations, Ember. It’s about new experiences and finding happiness in little moments. You might have joined us out of darkness, but you’re allowed to walk in the light as well.”
