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“Agh!” he grunted, yanking harder on his restraints. The man was going to wrench his arms out of the socket.
“Sorry, husband. You’re not getting out of those.” I leaned forward, capturing his cock between my breasts, and sliding them up and down—gifting the glory of the valley of my breasts.
Alisdair was so incensed, his eyes glittered like the insane rage of the Taken.
“I understand,” I breezed. “Believe me, I do. You haven’t surrendered to another soul in a thousand years, but if you wanted to retain tight control of everything and everyone, you shouldn’t have married me.”
He started thrashing back and forth, trying to pry the very headboard off. His roars echoed over the horizon.
“I will get you to open up to me, and doing so before and after I sit on your face, will be the cherry on top of a perfect—”
His claws broke through and shredded the ropes.
I ran.
Scrambling off him, I leaped—
A hard body tackled me, crashing us both foot over limb across the sheets. Alisdair grabbed and pinned me down, turning the tables on me so fast, I couldn’t recall how it happened.
I swallowed hard, losing my grin fast. “Are... Are you going to kill me?” It was a fair question. The last time Alisdair looked this enraged, he ripped out someone’s throat with his teeth.
“Kill you?” He pressed his forehead to mine. “My queen, I’m going to throw a parade in your name and the women of your land. Today will mark the grandest celebration in the entire kingdom.” He growled, “Now do that again.”
I was so shocked, I lay there gaping and blinking at him for a full minute.
“But, you— Don’t forget our deal,” I blurted. “You have to tell me something about yourself. Or am I still bartering with worthless coin?”
Alisdair gritted his teeth—his warring emotions splashed across his face. “Damn you,” he belted—the war won. “I do have a sibling, all right. Pleased with yourself?”
“Immensely.” I kissed his wrinkled nose. “But I’ll need more detail than that.” I laughed at his rising growl. “Come on, youwouldn’t want me if I made this easy for you. You said have, not had. Who is this sibling? What’s their name?”
“You know well who the fool is and their name. The flying bastard makes himself known.”
My jaw slackened. Flying bastard? I didn’t need more detail than that. “Bradach?” I cried. “He’s your brother? But you two look nothing alike.”
“Borrowed brother.” Alisdair looked pained, like the explanation was being yanked out of him. “The little beggar wandered into our home one day to steal food, and my mother kept him. She made me swear to look out for him. Mother Meya has kept me honest to this promise by giving him wings.”
I clapped my hand over my mouth, smothering a giggle. I couldn’t help it. Suddenly it made so much sense why Alisdair had both an abundance of patience and an abundance of irritation toward Bradach. Siblings demanded both in equal measure.
“But when—”
“Again!” he demanded, flipping me squealing over the pillows.
I squirmed free and shoved him back down, pouncing on his hard, weeping ridge with the same enthusiasm. Groans and moans filled the room—the right ones. Alisdair was definitely enjoying himself, and I was definitely doing it right.
But in typical Alisdair fashion, he dominated me within an hour of being introduced to our new activity. He propped me against the headboard, holding my head back by the hair while he pumped my mouth—straining to keep hold on his thin tether on control.
I was far from stopping him. I gripped tight to his thighs, urging him on with every squeeze and moan.
Alisdair suddenly stiffened—limbs going rigid. I relaxed as he came, his seed spilling down my throat, and me accepting all of him.
Shadowsoul collapsed on the sheets, chest heaving. The effects of the petal must’ve still lingered, because it was the first I’d ever seen him out of breath. “So what would you like your day of celebration called, my queen?”
I laughed. “Nothing too scandalous, I hope.”
He gave me his suggestion, and it was so scandalous it burned my ears. I picked up a pillow to whack him. Alisdair caught it in time and tugged, dropping me laughing across his chest.
“Although...” His eyes sharpened. “I will see every one of those petals destroyed. In front of me. Now.”
