“You’re mine now,” he replied, dismissing my need as his fingers parted my panties and started moving inside of me again.
“I don’t want you!” I cried, even as I pushed myself against his fingers with a need I couldn’t explain. I should have kept the dagger. I should have followed through with the plan. How could I have not seen him using his powers on me? “I want only one man!” I screamed it, trying to make myself understand that I was doing something wrong by trying to come for the Horde King. The hunger was gnawing on me, and the events leading up to this were driving it deeper. I was trying to focus, trying to stave it off. In the end, I knew I’d cave.
This was all wrong, and when his wings came down to cover us once more, I could no longer care. I needed this creature inside of me. I wanted this need for him to go away. I kissed his mouth using my hands to hold him to me as I did so, since they were no longer tethered to the chains.
“I’m going to fuck you,” he whispered as my clothes melted away with his will. His mouth latched onto my nipple, as his magic worked the other one, his fingers sinking deep inside of me. They were hitting the spot, which was sending me toward the cliff that would send me off the edge.
“Nooooo, I want Ryder. I need Ryder.” Why wasn’t he coming? He was my Knight in a fucking Fairy suit! He was supposed to storm the castle walls and protect me, to save me. I was his, damn it! Only his.
“See me!” he snapped, and drove his fingers inside of me until I was helpless but to lay there as fucked me with them with one hand, as the other held my chin to keep my face immovable.
“No!” I screamed as the impending orgasm threatened to explode.
I blinked as his form started changing, as if something was fighting for release. I strained to see what was there. My mind wanted me to ignore it. His face was moving, as if something else was inside of him. I wanted to close my eyes. I wanted him to make me explode. Most of all, I wanted to be somewhere else, and with someone else.
“See me damn it!”
“I see you,” I screamed, wanting him to shut up and allow me to find release.
“Goddammit, Pet, See me!” He shouted as the walls shook around us.
The pending orgasm was forgotten as my entire body shook from his words. I blinked at the golden eyes that looked down at me in stunned silence. As if he was the one who was shocked at his revelation. Other than the wings, he was here. Ryder was here.
“Now you see me, Synthia,” he whispered breathlessly.
My lips and fingers trembled as I reached up to stroke his skin, afraid I’d died from the Horde Kings attention, or turned FIZ, and this was where my mind had gone—to Ryder. I was in his arms, and shaking with all the tension and fear I’d be feeling, it all came out at once.
I was touching him. “Are you real?” I whispered, afraid to say it too loudly for fear he would disappear.
“Fuck, you’re so beautiful, and mine,” he growled and took me to the mattress hard.
I pushed at him. “What the hell? Where’s the Horde King? Did you kill him?” I asked, unsure how he’d accomplished this. Maybe I had passed out, and this was a dream. If it was, I never wanted to wake up.
“Syn,” he growled, trying to kiss me.
I pushed at him. “Am I dead? Did he turn me FIZ? How is this possible?” I demanded.
“What if I told you I was him?” he asked, letting me up finally.
“No, because that would be a lie and you can’t lie,” I said.
“Syn,” he whispered, running his hand over my naked leg.
“Ryder.” I pleaded for him to tell me he wasn’t the king. He just looked at me until I was left without a choice. I slapped him—hard. “You…mother fucker! How could you!?” I demanded, but he pushed me back down, and he was inside of me before he could answer.
I cried out as he stretched me further than he ever had before. My body throbbed with need as he drove himself in to my core. “Fuck, I need you, Pet, come for me, Baby, come!” he screamed in the multitude of voices that instantly had my body shaking from the electrical power that tore through the room.
I exploded around his shaft, painfully. My entire body shook with power as he released his need and fed me. He continued to pump his cock inside of me until the aftershocks of the orgasm subsided.
Oh my God.
This wasn’t happening.
Fucking hell!
Oh my holy flipping buckets!
Chapter Four
I lay there staring at him. Everything was coming back; all the hints, all the truths that had been staring me in the face. “You walked through the wards,” I accused. I struggled out from under him and scooted to the other side of the enormous bed, never taking my eyes off of him.