In the Claws of the Raven Prince (Monsters of Faery Book 2) by Mallory Dunlin

Author:Mallory Dunlin [Dunlin, Mallory]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: anonymous
Published: 2023-04-17T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter thirty-one

A Taste

Though Ayre left me locked in the tower when he left in the evening, he left me with access to the roof of the tower. In the warmth of late summer, I took my meals up there for the next few days, and to my surprise and delight, several of the Furies kept me company. Tsara ate with me most often, but three others spent time with me. All were women, and none came closer than ten feet to me, nor came indoors.

Despite my love of conversation and the loneliness of the tower without Ayre, I appreciated their restraint. It would be easier for Ayre to return to a home that smelled only like the two of us, and everyone could honestly say that I remained untouched. Aside from standing in a downpour on the second day, it wasn't like I had a chance to bathe, which I thought he'd appreciate; I'd still smell like him, and not like anyone else.

To keep myself from going insane with boredom, I started practicing my swordsmanship indoors, using a wooden stick cannibalized from a broken chair. I'd gotten quite out-of-shape in the months that Ayre had been healing, and the ache in my body felt good. It wouldn't take long to get my stamina back, I thought, even though I didn't have anyone to spar with.

Ayre returned in the early morning of the seventh day. Though I rose with the sun by habit, it was only barely pre-dawn, and when Ayre joined me in bed I was still mostly asleep. That didn't last long, though, because my soulmate wrapped himself around me and buried his face against my neck with a groan of raw pleasure. I moaned, arching back against him. A moment later his hand slid up under my nightshift, long fingers stroking along my ribs as he undressed me.

"Gods, Lilly," he moaned against my skin. His hips pressed against me, the hard shape of his cock firm between us. "Fuck, darling, I need you, need to taste you—" Ayre's tongue pressed against my neck with demand.

I answered him with a roll of my hips, and no less demand. "If you want to go pearl diving, I won't say no," I said, my voice still thick with sleep.

"Nn?" Ayre asked, a questioning noise as he ground up against me.

"To… to eat me," I said, gasping from the pleasure of having his cock sliding up against my bare skin.

He went still for a moment, his grip tightening on me. "Do you want that door open?" he asked with a shiver, his voice husky. "I won't want to stop—" Ayre shuddered with a growl, his claws flashing out. "Gods," he moaned. "He wants it—darling, we both want it, if you give us that we're going to want it all the fucking time—"

The sound of that lust-soaked voice flooded me with want, my core all but dripping with desire. "Then have it all the fucking time," I said, grabbing one of his hands and sliding his fingers between my legs so he could feel how wet I was for him already.

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