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“Back to his cottage behind the tavern to sleep it off. I snuck off in the morning before he got back,” Caelan mumbles. “Ma was so mad at me when I got home that morning. She made me muck out the chicken coop first thing. I was sick everywhere from the smell. Pa eventually took pity on me and let me skip the rest of my chores and sleep it off.”
Edith looks like she has had a thought. Which, considering the devilish smile on her face, seems dangerous. “Weren’tyoua dancer in clubs back in Loqueaur City?”
I raise an eyebrow. “Yes, yes, I was.”
“Maybe you could give us a demonstration? Oh! Why don’t you two have a competition? I could be the judge!”
Caelan laughs this time, while I level her with a flat look.
“Think I’m gonna pass on that one.”
She pretends to look put out. “Boo! Well, that sucks. Well, if the wine’s done and the food’s gone and I’ve done my part in embarrassing Caelan for the night, I think it’s time for bed. I’ll see you boys in the morning.” Edith stands and brushes the dirt from the back of her skirt, collecting her various drapery, while Caelan and I share a frown.
“Um, Edith, whereareyou sleeping tonight?” Caelan’s voice is concerned, but Edith waves her hand around the Woods vaguely.
“Well, unless you are offering to make a rather tasty sandwich with me in the middle, I’ll be around. I’ll be fine.” She takes a little bow. “It is what I do. Good night sweet things, sleep tight.” With that, she wanders into the dark of the Woods.
“Um, Caelan, my most cherished mate, not that I particularlywantto share the tent with her tonight, but should we really let her wander off into the dark?”
His face breaks out into one of his dopey grins. “I like that.” He kisses me quickly, just a hard press of his lips, but it’s not enough and as he withdraws my lips instinctively chase his.
But then I frown again. “Like what? Sharing a tent with Edith?”
He chuckles and runs his fingers through my curls, stroking his hand around to cup my jaw. “No, not Edith. She is truly fine in the Woods. Mate. Being your mate. I like that.”
Well, there goes my little fae heart. It skips a beat and a little smile toys on my lips. “Yeah?”
“Yeah, I do.”
I lean in close, so our noses brush. “Well, mymate, how about we go to bed and you can show me just how much you like it?”
Caelan’s eyes darken with heat, and he stands quickly, extending his hand to me. “That, my beautifulmate, sounds like an excellent plan.”
And I do the easiest thing in the world, and place my hand in his.
Caelan
It’s just past dawnwhen we wake to the incessant screeching of a bird. I am pretty sure that it’s another gryphon. I groan and roll over, snuggling closer to Tor, who is burrowing under his pillow to get away from the sound. Unfortunately, just as I wrap myself around his warm, silky back, there is banging on the side of the tent.
“Come on, lover boys, up and at ’em. Big day ahead. Up you get!” Well, it sounds like Edith is back and ready to grace us with her presence. Amazing.
Tor lets out a huffy little groan and I stretch across him to kiss the delicate skin behind his ear.
“I’m going to kill her.” His voice is all sleepy and muffled from being face-down in the pillow.
Despite agreeing with his sentiments, I laugh and kiss my way down the back of his neck and spine, then give each of his wing slits a generous lick. Tor’s groans change from irritated to distinctly horny as his hips start to hump the uncomfortable camping mattress below us. I can feel the tingle of his arousal through our connection, burning through me. It’s strange but alsoincrediblyhot.
“You can’t kill her. She’s a witch, too many lives left. She’ll just be reborn in a bog and then hunt you down. Besides, she’s right. The clock’s ticking and we are close.” My words are murmured against his back as I continue to kiss my way down his spine until my lips reach the cleft of his ass and I cannot help but grin at Tor’s trembling whimper.
Raising his hips ever so slightly in invitation, his anticipation fires through the connection between us. Intent on teasing him, loving the thrill of feelingexactly how desperate he is, I chuckle and divert my mouth, instead biting the rounded cheek of his ass. Tor yelps in surprise and I laugh loudly this time, admiring the flushed purple mark I’ve left on his skin. I sit up, dragging the sleeping bags with me.
Now naked and exposed to the frigid morning air, Tor rolls over, his face pinched in frustration. He stabs a finger in my direction. “You, my darling mate, are a filthy tease.”
He reaches down to cup his furiously leaking cock. He has such a pretty dick, deep dark purple, slick pre-cum leaking from the slit at the narrow tip.Despite the chill of the tent, heat curls through me and I can’t tear my eyes away as he gives his cock a long, slow tug. I lick my lips, watching as he catches the pre-cum dripping from the flushed purple head of his cock, stroking it back down his length. Maybe I shouldn’t leave him hanging?
“Unless you are willing to put on a show, absolutelynoneof that. Put your dicks away and get out here.” Edith really knows how to kill the mood, once again rattling the edge of the tent.
Irritation—mine and Tor’s—flares, and for a moment I feel the burn of something different, like an itch in my aura, on my palms. They tingle until the fizz changes into a burn. I raise my hand in front of me to inspect it, searching for a bug bite or some other cause of the strange sensation, but there is nothing there, only my hand. And just as quickly as it had begun, it is over.
