"Isn't that what got him into your bad graces?" she asked, sounding delighted.
"He could use his cock instead of his tongue," I said, tail wagging.
That made Nuada laugh, his basso voice deep and beautiful. "Do you like taking it, then?" he asked. "I'm amenable. Perhaps I could fuck you while Lexi rides you, and see how long it takes you to come to pieces."
"We could tell him not to come," Lexi suggested, biting her lip as she regarded me through lowered lashes. "See how good of a boy he can be."
I whined, heat coiling in my groin. "Cruel."
"And you love it as much as I love you." She tilted my chin up, pressing her mouth to mine.
I melted into the contact, basking in the warmth of her love. I was forever hers, loved and wanted and entirely under her command. I'd found the best place in the world in the taste of her blood and the touch of her hand, and I would never have to leave.
Eternity
Alexis Sharpe
Isat on the stone wall of the country road, swinging one leg as I watched the sun set. It was a beautiful one, the crisp autumn air carrying the scent of new-mown hay and the moon already above the horizon. The dying sunlight painted the ancient ivory of the Egyptian hounds-and-jackals game board golden as I held it up to the light, angling it to admire the carvings.
It really was a nice piece, and I hoped Nuada liked the anniversary present. The collar I'd given Key yesterday, modeled off of one found in an ancient tomb, had won me quite the late evening, and I wanted Nuada to feel just as appreciated—and just as appreciative.
All the hair on my arms lifted as the sun crossed the horizon, the Veil between worlds thinning as the strength of the day vanished. In the distance, I heard a familiar howl singing to the moon, followed by the soaring cries of dozens of hounds.
I grinned, tucking the board back in its protective case before slinging it loosely around my waist. I shrugged out of my loose robe and shifted forms, reveling in the strength of my lungs and the feel of the ground beneath my four feet.
I already knew how the night would play out. The hunt, the chase, the beautiful end.
My Hunter. My hound.
They would have me.
But they had to catch me first.