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“Eli, gods, how does that feel so good? That feels so good,” she moaned.

“Fuck, Anna, you taste so good.” I worked my tongue faster, lifting her legs and putting them over my shoulders. She leaned back, propping herself up on her elbows and giving me the best angle. I sucked at her clit, and she started to grind on my face feverishly. She was close. I reached my own hand down and began to fist my cock under the water as I fucked her with my tongue. She moaned, pressing herself harder against my face. “That’s it,” I told her. “Give me that sweet cunt.” She continued to pant as I removed my hand from my cock and rubbed my fingers over her, working her clit. Her cries intensified. “How hard are you going to come on my fingers, heathen?” I rasped. She ignored me so I stopped.

“What—please, please don’t stop,” she said.

“How hard?” I pressed two fingers inside of her, and she let out a moan, biting her lip and closing her eyes. “Tell me how good it feels, Anna,” I whispered.

She cried out, “It feels so good. Touch me, Eli.”

“That’s it,” I whispered. I moved my hands and tongue over her. “I need to see you come,” I said. “I need to see it. Come for me, baby, let me see. Let me taste it,” I groaned. All of her muscles tensed at once and she cried out as she came. “That’s it. Mm-hmm. So fucking good, you taste so fucking good,” I said, needing to taste every drop of her.

“Come here,” she said. “Quick, come here, please. It’s your turn.”

I lifted her into the water, wrapping her legs around me and kissing her, but the position I held her in blocked her from touching much of me other than my chest. “This isn’t about turns,” I said. “I’m not playing a game. And either way, I’d be willing to bet I got more pleasure from that than you.”

She tried to wiggle her body down onto me, and it took everything in me not to lift her and put my cock inside her. “I want to savor this,” I said, looking her in the eyes. “You’re not a quick fuck. I want to enjoy all of this.”

She kissed me, and I wondered if she could taste herself on my lips and tongue, if she thought it tasted as good as I did. “I don’t know what this is, between us but we need to figure something out before things get any more carried away.”

“What is there to figure out?” she asked. “We’ll leave here and return to Eromreven.”

Everything turned stale in my chest. “I’m not staying in Eromreven, Anna. I’m going to take you to the Elysian Fields, and then to Moirai. I’ll find a way to get you there safely, I promise.”

She leaned away from me. Feeling that she wanted some distance, I set her on the ledge again. “I’m not going to Moirai, I told you,” she said, grabbing her panties and struggling to put them back on, following with her sopping-wet pants. “Why can you not seem to understand that I’m staying here in Tartarus and that it doesn’t matter what you say or do; I’m not leaving!” she snapped.

Caught off guard, I moved to find my shirt, leaving her alone in the waterfall. After a few minutes, likely struggling to get her wet pants back on, she emerged.

“This was stupid. We shouldn’t have done this,”she snapped.

All the hope that had foolishly built in my chest fell to the ground and shattered.

“There’s no denying that we have some type of an attraction to each other,” she said, “but this is ridiculous.”

“Yeah” was all I could manage. Soft voices echoed through the trees, causing both she and I to snap our faces around to look toward the sound. “There’re people coming,” I said, ignoring everything that had just happened between us.

Chapter 13

ELI

Anna and I moved to climb up a bank and over a mound of dirt before our eyes landed on a beautiful, well-kept, sunny village, brimming with smiling people bustling around. Flowers and bushes in bloom lined the outside of the shops. The smell of freshly baked bread danced under my nose, and it was almost enough to comfort me even in light of what had just happened.

Had this been here the whole time that we’d been in the stream? I had a pretty good sense of smell and I found it odd that I wouldn’t have noticed the baking bread, but then again, I didn’t have my powers.

“Are you hungry?” I asked. She shrugged, still upset. I didn’t want us to be upset with each other; I didn’t want the tension or anger. I liked her smiling. I still had to convince her to leave here, but I would be patient. We had a lot more tiers to go through.

We walked up the dirt path, our clothes weighing us down, heavy and wet from the stream. Several fae approached us, and I immediately moved in front of Anna, remembering that we were in fact in a tier in Tartarus, but to my surprise, the owner of a nearby shop kindly offered us dry clothes, which we accepted and were pleasantly surprised when it was followed by a hot meal.

“You’re sure that this is okay?” Anna asked the old woman at the table.

“Okay? This is more than okay. I never have anyone to feed. It’ll be a nice treat not having to give the rest of my stew to the pigs.” The old woman’s eyes glittered. “Dear,” she said to Anna, “I don’t know if you like jewelry, but there’s the most beautiful jeweler next door and I happen to know for a fact they have a few pieces that would look beautiful on you.”

Anna’s eyes lit up like fireflies. I’d never thought to ask if she liked jewelry, though I knew from experience she liked my pendant an awful lot.

“Oh, I’d love to go look if you’re sure it’s okay.” She looked to me. Most of the anger from our fight had left her and now we were both left with a sort of sad frustration. “Will you be all right?”

“Will you be?” I asked.

“I’ll just run next door for a few minutes and take a look,” she said.