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I am in awe of her, and yet I am terrified by what she is becoming.
It happened so suddenly, and yet it was not surprising. I saw the first flashes of it when she pushed Maura to the ground in the forest. And last night, when she came to me with hurt and humiliation and rejection simmering on her skin.
Watching her take the elf’s life, an act I have carried out myself on more than one occasion, was like watching a younger version of myself.
Except, she does not seem to be struggling with it the way I did.
She is completely calm. At ease. As if she is completely confident that what she did was necessary.
I watch the sway of her hips as she walks, the way she holds her head high, the way she pushes open the doors to the entrance hall and strides inside as if this is her home now and not mine.
She doesn’t just believe that what she did was right; she enjoyed it.
“Pria!” I shout for her. She comes running to my side. “Go with Marcus.”
Marcus, who was waiting at the foot of the stairs, marches over and waits for my command. “Take the elves to the dungeon. Seal them in. I will deal with them in the morning.”
Pria swallows hard.
“Can I trust you to return to the fold of the castle, Pria? Or do I need to lock you up, too?”
She shakes her head, standing straight and firm. “You can trust me, my lord. If you promise me safety, I promise you loyalty.”
“You have yourself a deal,” I tell her.
As the elves are hoarded off by Marcus, Pria, and the guards, I follow Alana. She is partway down the corridor, storming towards the chambers I now think of as ours when I grab hold of her wrist.
She spins around, eyes flashing purple.
She bites her lip at me.
Without speaking, I drag her into the shadow of the doorway and slam her up against the wall. She reaches for my pants, frees my painfully hard cock, and parts her legs.
I slam up into her without pausing to touch her or kiss her or tease her into wanting me. She already wants me. She wants the release I can offer her by fucking her until she screams my name.
Tilting her head back, she cries out, then pulls her dress down and frees her breasts. I take one in my mouth, biting her nipple, then sucking it hard.
She grips the back of my head, holding it in place as I fuck her.
Then she slides her hand down between us and begins to circle her clit.
She comes hard and fast, and she does not wait for me to come too.
Instead, she pushes me away, stands back, and says, “Finish yourself. Show me how much I turn you on, Lord Eldrion.”
Her eyes flash again. Her breasts are still free and naked. Her face is flushed. She slips a hand under her dress and begins to play with herself.
I wrap my hand around my shaft, feeling both completely exposed and completely unable to resist her. When I come for her, she comes too.
Then she pulls her dress up, smooths her hair, and leaves me to clean myself up.
TWENTY-THREE
Alana
Istride towards the edge of the rooftop, my hands gripping the stone balustrade. The breeze does little to soothe the fire burning within me, the rage and desperation that seem to consume every rational thought in my head.
My body still vibrates with pleasure.
