King of Flames_Fae of Fire and Ash by Ana Calin

Author:Ana Calin [Calin , Ana & Calin, Ana]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Ana Calin
Published: 2020-06-21T04:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER IV

Xerxes

Cerys moves swiftly away from me, putting distance between us. My heart twists inside my chest, because I hate it that she’s afraid of me, but I remind myself it’s better this way. Still, it doesn’t help that she’s a full blown femme fatale in her latex catsuit, her blue-black hair cascading down below her waist, her golden eyes gleaming under the shade of her long, curved eyelashes. There’s power in her innocence, and her essence calls to me in a way that I might not be able to resist.

Fuck, I’ve gotten too close. I rise to my feet, but that only leaves her there, on her knees in black latex, staring up at me. A vision of her undoing my ripped jeans and putting my cock into her mouth fills my head, which tears a growl from deep within my chest. I want to say something, but I don’t get the chance. Cerys jumps up to her feet, picking up Nazarean.

“Nazarean and I need to get cleaned up now. We won’t be long.”

She slips into the bathroom, but the preparations take much longer than she expected, and they involve more back and forth. She has to warm the water over the hearth, and go back to fill the small tub. I carry the buckets for her without asking, because I know she’d refuse if I did, and then I wait at the table by the stained glass window, studying the tome of the Grand Mage under the lamplight.

When Cerys returns I raise my head from the tome, and my heart stops. She’s only wearing the duvet from the bed around her shoulders, her hair wet. Nazarean jumps down from her shoulder and comes over to me, purring and leaping to my lap and then onto the table. She cloth-dried him, so he’s not dripping, but his fur is still wet.

“I’m sorry,” she says. “I had to wash the suit, too.”

“I understand.” I try hard to focus on the tome, and tune out her presence, but it’s impossible. Her scent of wild lilies envelops me, mixing with that of the lavender soap she’s used to bathe. For a moment I wish I could touch her skin at least as lightly as the scent of lavender. My entire body tightens, my hands on the tome. But then she draws a chair, and my cock reacts in my pants.

Fuck, this woman is messing with my head.

“Did you get anything on the Firestone,” she inquires with genuine interest, focused on the open book.

“Most of it is just documentation of whom the former Grand Mage has met, when and why, merely minutes of his meetings. There’s no specific reference to Apophis’ Wraiths, but here.” I turn a few pages back. “He received reports of spies from the cosmos of chaos lurking in the Cemetery of Doom. They were spotted with a stone that seemed to be made of solid fire.”

I need only mention it for Cerys to understand.

“The Cemetery of Doom?” she breathes. “High realms! That’s one of the most dangerous places in the Flipside.

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