Shattered by His Alpha King by Lilo Quie

Author:Lilo Quie [Quie, Lilo]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Decadent Publishing LLC
Published: 2024-07-26T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

Virion

“As much as I do love your company, I think I’d best go to sleep.” Kiara gave an exaggerated yawn, and Virion only at that moment realized the nymphs had gone and Nyem was doing her best to shoo them away like scolded children.

Virion placed his plate and utensil on the accent table and stood, ready to head toward his own quarters.

He bid goodnight and turned at the door, only to be turned with Nemiah’s hand. “Would you like me to walk you to your room or…”

The hopeful tone in Nemiah’s voice made Virion desperate to offer him a taste of omega mischief, but he’d already been punished enough that evening. “I think the nymphs already had plans. I’d hate to deny them their night off.”

“I believe we were denied, but would you like me to carry you to our marital chambers?” Nemiah’s half smirk of a grin made Virion’s breath tremble.

It’d been so long since Virion had released, longer still since he was able to pleasure himself in the way an omega most craved. “I shall accept my husband carrying me to our bedchambers for the ritual deflowering.” Virion snorted with laughter and gasped when Nemiah scooped him up in his broad arms, his eyes shimmering with thalmic power.

It hummed under his skin, the energy of their magic, every point of contact between them a buzzing point that sent his nerves on tingling fire. Virion couldn’t contain the soft noise that escaped his lips, earning a fiery-eyed glance from his husband.

From what Virion had seen, he was a dedicated male, infatuated with his work and deeply invested in morality. He’d seen the worst from his father, as Virion had seen the opposite end of that spectrum. Alluin was not dishonorable, but he was without empathy and held outdated views. He’d spared Virion the humiliation of being rejected, the indignity of forceful penetration, and had done his best to show how very much he valued his mind.

Drashili were rumored to have been rough lovers, passionate and inconsolable, unsuitable partners for a civilized fae of high sun lineage, especially one as pale and fine as Virion. Though, the more Nemiah stared at him, the more he wondered if his paleness was meant for the moon.

As if reading Virion’s mind, Nemiah whispered, “You’re like moonlight, you know that? I see the goddess in you.”

Cheeks heating, Virion tilted his head back and allowed the glamour to slip free of his horns. They were such pretty things, he knew, alluring to even betas that saw them. They held the silvery pearl of his hair, pronged with thin, dangerous tines that clicked deliciously against Nemiah’s bullish ones.

The dwarves of Likwyf believed in star signs in the skies that could tell tales about the person someone was by their birth alone. The humans judged by the year, while the fae told the tales of someone’s heart by their horns.

A ram’s horns meant they’d be stubborn. Each ridge they acquired through life a hurtle of their own design.

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