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She’d been so fucking bad, and I’d allowed it to go on for far too long.
Taya panted as I brought her closer and closer to climax, her cries becoming broken and desperate as she called my name over and over. “Kazimir, please, I–”
“You may call me my king, my savior, or my hero – nothing else,” I growled, spanking her for her insolence.
“Yes, My King,” she mewled, arching her back as I ground my hips into her.
“You take my cock so good,” I praised, and she lowered herself further, still gripping the poles, so I could deepen the angle. The position bared her puckered hole to me, so I spit ontoit, then gathered some of the wetness from her thighs and circled the mixture there. “I’m going to fill your ass with my fingers.”
“Please, My King. Give me everything you’ve got. Make me come.”
I worked a finger in, and she pushed back shamelessly into me, her ass sucking my digit down before pushing it back out again. Through her inner walls, my cock and finger rubbed against each other, adding to the already incredible sensation of her tight holes. By the time I worked a second finger in, she was vibrating with barely restrained tension, moments away from coming.
“Don’t you dare come until I tell you,” I growled, seating myself fully inside her.
“Yes, my hero. I will wait for your command to come,” she panted, hands trembling around the bars.
With my one free hand, I slapped her ass again, the red beginning to deepen to purple. “Tighten your grip.”
She did, and the combination of my fingers in her ass and the tightness of her pussy caused me to see stars. “Yes,” I hissed, driving my hips harder and deeper. My balls tightened with my impending release, and I thickened inside her. Her walls began fluttering in response, and I chased her to the edge before allowing her to let go.
“Come for me,” I growled, releasing ropes of my seed inside her as I plunged my fingers in and out of her ass. Her center milked me dry as she came, crying out and arching her back so deeply I swore my cock was in her stomach.
Dropping her hands from the bars, she panted, unable to move. I pulled out of her, then went to wash myself quickly in the adjacent bathroom, returning to her bedroom once I heard her shift off of the bed. She was wrapping the robe around herself, and I closed the distance between us, capturing her for a bruising kiss before allowing her to fasten it.
As my heart rate returned to normal, so did the rage that had neared a boil within me. I quickly redressed, then wandered into the living space, where she stood in a small kitchen pouring herself a glass of wine. “Want any?” she asked casually, like I hadn’t been screwing her senseless minutes before.
“No thanks. I need to get back.”
“Will I see you tonight at the lantern release?” she questioned, a hint of hope in her voice.
“Sure, we can release ours together,” I offered. It wasn’t what I truly wanted to do, but I could play along in hopes of flaunting it in Izidora’s face.
A smile spread slowly across her face. “See you then.”
I nodded, then returned to the bitter cold and my waiting mount. Maybe stringing Taya along with the promise of more was wrong, but she was always willing to let me sink into her pussy and forget everything else, and that was exactly what I needed.
But I also needed to address the real problem if I wanted a solution to it, and that meant getting Izidora alone. Plotting how to do exactly that filled my thoughts as I returned to the citadel.
43
Béke Day Eleven
All around Radence, lanterns and fires winked out of existence in a slow wave, starting at the edges of the city until only the citadel’s fires still burned. Then they too were extinguished, bathing Radence in complete darkness. The galaxy of stars above joined the crescent moon in casting a hint of light over us, but no more. A sky this clear during the winter was rare, without a cloud promising snowfall in sight. It was as if the Goddess wanted this night to be remembered by all present.
Of all my years in the Iron Realm, I’d never participated in the lantern release. Truly, I’d never wanted to, even though some of the other Telivér did during the years when the Iron Realm did not host Béke. But this year I relished buying one of the paper lanterns, accompanied by the Demons. Something sparked in my chest as I stumbled upon a light teal one, and I smiled to myself as I picked it up and paid for it, clutching it against my chest like it was the most precious gift I’d ever received.
Silence reigned among us as we waited for the ceremony to begin.
The most important members of the Iron Realm and all the guests were situated on a balcony overlooking the entire city, and at the very edge of it, a raised dais allowed the High Priestess unparalleled access to the worshippers. The black dress she wore whipped in the wind as she called for us to open our hearts to the gifts the Goddess would bestow, her voice magically amplified to carry around the valley. She continued her speech, becoming more impassioned with each subsequent sentence.
I tuned her out as small flaming sticks were passed among those of us who did not have fire magic. The Iron Fae and Félvér reached inside their lanterns, igniting them with a spark from the tips of their fingers. Beside me, Izidora called on her white flame, holding it to the wick of her lantern and filling the already stunningly white paper with even more brightness. Beside her, Ruslan did the same, the black flames darkening the black paper.
The two lanterns competed for space, one fighting off the darkness and the other sucking the light away.
Before me, pinpricks of dim, colorful light rippled into existence as the Fae and Félvér lining the streets of Radence joined us in igniting their lanterns. It was as if the stars overhead had fallen to the ground and scattered themselves across the land, stretching well into the distance. Where did the sky end and the ground begin?
“... hold in your heart your deepest desire, and reveal it for the Goddess to see,” the High Priestess boomed over the crowd. I closed my eyes, but instead of opening my heart, I opened my mind.
