“Yes, that’s good,” Ryder replied as his hands wrapped around me. His mouth crushed against mine, as he entered me in a skilled move. He captured the moan that exploded from my lungs, holding it within his mouth to keep it from being heard.
When he pulled away, he smiled and moved his hips. I bit my lip to keep from making any loud noises, but it was futile. He drove himself in, and pulled out until the water was sloshing over the rocks. I let my head roll back on my shoulders, even as his mouth lowered and found my throat, licking across the vein silkily.
“This is heaven, Synthia. Inside of you is my heaven,” he whispered, so softly that I wasn’t even sure he had said it.
I rocked myself, as he pumped and pushed inside of me, until the world faded away and with it, my self-consciousness. I wanted him to know how he made me feel, I wanted him to hear it in every noise I made, and every breathless moan that escaped. I exploded around him, milking him as I shattered into a million pieces.
His mouth found mine, and captured it hungrily. His hips began moving in a fevered pitch, as he rode my body. I clung to him, and held on as the water continued to rush from the pool as he fucked me. When he exploded, the air around us grew heavy, and rain loosened from the sky to pelt us relentlessly. He fed us deeply, until I felt as if I would explode from the fullness he’d created inside of me.
We stood in the water, motionless as the rain continued to fall. We labored to catch our breath, as the world came rushing back to us. He pulled out slowly, and set me back on the rock, which he had plucked me from.
“Grab my cloak, and cover yourself, Pet. We have company.”
Chapter Twenty-Five
We had company, but it came in the form of wolves from the Shifter’s pack. Silas had sent out a call to those he commanded for help. Help to track the ones who were hunting us. They didn’t ride with the group. Instead, they tracked the woods around the caravan. They had heightened senses that came from being one with the animal within them. It came in handy when hunting an invisible foe.
I had been wondering about Ryder and his pissy attitude toward Silas, and when I asked about it, all he would say is that he didn’t trust them because of some things that had happened in the past, but they were a necessary evil right now.
It took us seven days after leaving the Gnarled Forest, to reach the base of the Willow Mountains. Everything in Faery had a name, and you knew the moment you left one place and entered the next. The air would grow dense and the surroundings changed without further warning.
By the time we stopped, I was exhausted from riding on the horse. My bones jarred with each sure footed step the war horse took. I hated to admit it, but I needed rest, and a bed sounded like heaven right now.
It left a foul taste in my mouth, but I caved and asked Ryder to make camp on the last day. We would sleep like the dead tonight, bone-weary and exhausted. I didn’t wait for Ryder to finish his check of the surrounding areas before I sat on an old log.
I was still sitting there when Ristan came over and sat beside me. He held out a flask and winked at me. “It’s water. Drink some. You look like you could use it.”
“How much longer before we reach the beginning of the labyrinth?” I asked, and Ristan shook his head.
“Not quite sure, Flower. It can move as all lands inside of Faery do. Kier gave Adam general instructions on how to locate it, but part of the trial is the actual search.”
“Great, so we could be chasing our tails?”
“Didn’t know you had a tail, but I’m game to examine it,” he replied with a serious look on his ageless face.
“Buddy, the only tail you are going to see is your own, when I kick your ass.”
“That’s my girl. Your tent is ready. Let me walk you to it. You need to rest and be ready for whatever tomorrow brings.
I stood and accepted his help up. He took me to Darynda, who smiled as she welcomed me, even though she looked as tired as I was. “I’m to wait with you until the king returns.”
“Fine, but I won’t be good company. I’m so tired I could face plant a rock and sleep for a week.”
“Me too, so you will find no issue there,” she said even as she yawned.
I fell asleep before my head hit the pillow.
The next morning, the camp was alive with activity, and even as Darynda tugged on my shoulder, I blinked my eyes open.
“The Demon is making you coffee. Get up; we leave within the hour. The Mages are close behind us.”
“Great,” I said, standing up to dress myself as she tossed me a pair of jeans and a long sleeve shirt, that had a skull in the front of it. I slipped the boots over my feet and stood up to button my pants. They were tight, and I ran a shaky hand over my stomach.
It wasn’t a huge bulge, or something anyone else would notice. But I could feel the change in my body from Ryder’s offspring that had invaded my body. “Darynda, can you get me something else to wear?” I asked, embarrassed that had to.
“Those don’t fit?” she asked, unaware of the angry tears I was trying to hold back.
I was changing, my body was changing, and it sucked!