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I’d been stroking Saralyn along the soft tuft of hair between the nubs of her horns when a familiar buzzing caught my attention.
Gwendazelle landed on my knee, gasping with wide-eyed wonder. “Oh, look, look, my lady. A sweet, sweet baby.”
“What—?” Tessa looked frightened, about to shoo her away.
“It’s all right. She’s my friend,” I assured Tessa.
Saralyn’s eyes snapped open. She laughed and cooed, reaching her tail up to brush Gwenda’s wing.
“I love sweet babies,” Gwenda’s high-pitched voice trilled. “I can’t wait till you have one, my lady.” She blinked shyly at me.
Tessa’s expression turned serious again. “So you’ll live up in the Solgavias with him?”
“Yes.”
“Be careful.” Tessa gripped my hand again, giving it a squeeze. “Bezaliel says there’s something stirring in the mountains. Something very bad.”
If she only knew, but I’d promised Vallon we would keep my prophecy to ourselves for now. We’d see if the gods would give us more guidance.
There was a reason the gods saw fit that Vallon and I should find one another. My place was with him in Gadlizel. My purpose was greater than I could’ve ever imagined when I was with Papa in the inn.
I could help the shadow fae. All faekind. I would. I knew it down to my soul.
“I know, Tessa,” I finally answered, squeezing her hand back. “Do not worry. I am well-protected.”
My gaze slid to my left where Vallon stood, his wings flared, silhouetted against the sinking sun. My heart was full. For no matter what was in store, I knew I was exactly where the gods wanted me to be.
Epilogue
MURGHA
“You’re going to kill me,” Vallon growled, staring down at me as I took his cock deeper down my throat.
As much as I enjoyed the pleasure Vallon had given to me nightly since we’d returned to his villa above Gadlizel, I found a particular kind of joy in making him unravel. Like now.
Though I couldn’t swallow him completely, I always tried, and he appeared both tortured and enraptured by my attempts.
Moaning, I sucked him to the tip and swirled my tongue around his engorged head. His jaw clamped as he held my nape gently.
“One more time. Suck me deep.”
Smiling, I opened my mouth and relaxed my throat, allowing him to sink partially down as I breathed through my nose.
His eyes were full black as he swept his thumb over my top lip where it stretched around his cock.
“The only thing I love more than fucking this pretty mouth is fucking your sweet cunt.”
In a quick move, he pulled out of my mouth, lifted me beneath my arms, and tossed me back onto our bed. I was stillwearing one of the new chemises he’d bought me—a pretty, lacy thing. But I heard it tear when he jerked the hem up hastily, curling his arms beneath my knees and spreading me wide.
His heated gaze was focused down below as he lined his cock at my entrance and sank inside me on a shuddering groan. I was slick and ready, as always.
“So wet,” he murmured against my mouth before kissing me.
I fisted my hand in his hair and tugged, knowing he liked it when I let myself go. “Some of that is from my mouth,” I teased.
A growl rumbled in his chest. “This sweet, fucking mouth.” He kissed along my jaw to my throat. “And the honey from your cunt.” He nipped at my shoulder. “I could eat you alive.”
I laughed, but then he angled and hit me deeper. “Gods, I’m coming already.”
