Total pages in book: 162
Estimated words: 165618 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 828(@200wpm)___ 662(@250wpm)___ 552(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 165618 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 828(@200wpm)___ 662(@250wpm)___ 552(@300wpm)
“Tell me how you’d feel, I took you to my childhood home. It was an emotional journey, one you were not prepared for. And then I gave you Hurley. And Zyr. And Manny. Avie. The lynx. Your mother’s cove. Laying myself bare to you.” I spiked toward him. “Showing you everything. Giving you everything. In two days.” I straightened and spiked two fingers in the air. “It took just two days. And less than two days later, I swept it all away.”
“And now I’m back,” he pointed out.
“So what?” I demanded. “What happens the next time I sting your pride, Your Majesty?”
“We’ll fight. Or sulk. Or whatever the fuck. Then we’ll fuck and get on with it.”
I crossed my arms on my chest and asked, “So you have it all figured out?”
“I know Catla Truelock would not let me fuck her on her couch unless she wanted my cock, and all that came with it.”
“That was an angry goodbye fuck.”
“That was a, yes angry, and totally spectacular we’re-doing-this fuck,” he contradicted.
“I’m not a yo-yo, sire,” I hissed.
“Then don’t leave me again.”
He was unbelievable!
“I didn’t leave you!” I shouted. “You kicked me out.”
“I was hurt. I was feeling a lot of things. I know I don’t have to remind you, darling, I got tremendously bad news the day before.”
I hated it that he only called me darling when he was annoyed with me.
Though I didn’t get the chance to tell him that because he was still talking.
“Your mom demanded an audience and verbally handed me my ass. Your dad was up next, and he told me he didn’t give a shit if he used every last Truelock mark, I was obviously not making his daughter happy, so the arrangement was null. I was not in the mood for any of this, and I made an ill-advised play.”
“Finally. Something we agree on.”
But…
Dad said that?
“Now, you threw Sigil in my face, you tell me,” he began. “I did all that to you, what would you do?”
I was breathing heavy, my heart was beating hard, and neither of these benefitted from this challenge.
Because the answer was, I’d do something ill-advised, and possibly damaging, and fuck everything up.
What made matters worse, he knew my answer, he sensed me caving, and his voice was gorgeous when he said gently, “Come here, baby.”
“No,” I denied.
“Right.” He looked to the bag I’d put on the island and back to me. “What are we having for dinner?”
Mm-hmm.
Unbelievable.
“I am having lobster ravioli from Lion’s Mane. And there’s only enough for one.”
He pulled out his Palm, put his attention and thumbs to it, then tucked it back in his pocket and said, “In fifteen minutes, there’ll be enough for two.”
This farging male.
I’m falling in love with you.
Godsdammit.
I’m falling in love with you.
Damn it!
“I’ll open the wine,” he said, then went to my glassed-in wine closet like he personally paid the marks to own this flat.
I’m falling in love with you.
Damn it.
He was right.
I was falling too.
That emptiness?
Gone.
The yearning?
Vanished.
The sex?
Fah-argh-ing mega.
Watching him move, so commanding, so graceful, even just pulling out bottles of wine and checking the labels?
Turn the dial to off, I was done.
Somehow, I’d managed to get unscrewed, and it felt like I was more screwed than ever, only to get screwed again (in more than one way), and it felt great.
Annnnnnnd…
I was back to a mess.
And that little part of my brain?
It was happy as a clam.
Shit.
Chapter 12
Plans
I was on my back in my bed and coming into Tanyn’s mouth.
Half a second after that started, I was on my back in my bed, taking Tanyn’s cock while he was devouring my mouth.
I tasted me and him, but only felt him driving inside, banging against my sensitive clit, so I had no idea if it was just a very long orgasm, or one transitioned into two.
What I did know was around the time his hand cupped my ass and lifted it so his thrusts would land deeper, that caused orgasm two (or three…whatever).
But he was getting his one.
Even having my own, I felt his, heard it, so that made two (or three) last even longer.
As such, I was spent after he relaxed into me, still inside, and started to nuzzle my neck.
Gosh, I liked that.
All of it.
(So screwed.)
Dinner had been delicious.
The wine he selected, perfect.
Our conversation, stilted.
Well, my side was.
Tanyn was totally comfortable and feeling chatty.
Yes, the tax bill had been voted down.
Yes, the castle had made a statement of support for the protest march and had offered an official and exhaustive list of the companies to boycott so their pockets might not be as deep, and their campaign contributions would have to be rethought because their patrons weren’t at all happy.
I did not share I thought this was mega.
But I thought it was.
Onward from that…
No, they hadn’t found Tatra.
News, what they had found was that two Red Watch agents had been given that controlling drug, unbeknownst to them. Since Tatra’s disappearance, it had worn off, not completely, but enough for them to make some hazy reports. And they were mortified to report that a variety of beings had visited Hectic Castle. Known associates of Arnaud’s who had disappeared after he’d been deposed.