Page 89 of Dark Fate

That cheating bastard.

A little voice in my head snickers at the thought, equal parts amused and outraged. How very likeRhyland, to stir the pot and poke the dragon, to fan the flames of my desire without so much as a word spoken aloud. Because if this is his doing, if he’s shooting vampiric pheromones down our psychic love line like some supernatural Cupid, then that’s one heck of a low blow.

I grip the counter tighter, bracing myself against the wave of desire that threatens to sweep me away. A mental note is firmly made—there will be a ‘come to Jesus’ meeting on the topic of psychic etiquette—and soon. Because while I’m all for a little spice in the bedroom (or the broom closet or the hidden alcove behind the tapestry), there’s a time and a place for these kinds of shenanigans. And in the middle of a diplomatic dinner with the Fae elite? Yeah, not so much.

But first, I have to calm down and get back out there without looking like I’m ready to jump the bones of the next creature I see. Because as much as I’d love to give in to the fire raging inside me, to letRhylandsate the hunger he’s stoked to a fever pitch, I know that now is not the time. We have a mission to complete, a destiny to fulfill, and I can’t let a little (okay, a lot) of supernatural horniness derail us from our path.

So I take a deep breath, squaring my shoulders and fixing my reflection with a determined stare. “Get it together,Dani,” I mutter, my voice a little breathless and a lot frustrated. “You’re the savior of the realms, not some horny teenager who can’t keep it in her pants.”

As I navigate out of the restroom, the fog in my brain makes me take a wrong turn. I find myself in a vast room bathed in the soft glow of candlelight. Shelves laden with books stretch infinitely upwards, and a chaise lounge sits invitingly in one corner. Then, I hear unmistakable sounds.

The rhythmic cadence, the shrouded whispers and sighs of lovemaking weave through the silence, ensnaring my attention. The heat within me simmers, and the noises fan the flames, sending my senses into a frenzy.

My feet seem to have a mind of their own, leading me closer to the erotic scene like a moth to a fuckin’ bonfire. The soft pants and sighs dotting the air turn up the room’s temperature to ‘Do Not Disturb.’

Curiosity gets the best of me, and I find myself creeping closer, hooked on every sound that’s both a lullaby and a siren’s call. My breath hitches like I’m unwrapped, and this live tutorial utterly captivates me.

I stand there, jaw dropped, eyes as wide as saucers. The scene before me is a complete shock, but should I be astonished in a realm where the expected rarely pays a visit? It seems the word ‘surprise’ will need a new definition around here.

What unfolds before me is pure, unadulterated gay fae-erotica, and I’m hunching over the sofa like a covert ops agent. Each scandalous sound cranks my internal thermostat, and I’m practically a walking advertisement for ‘Hot and Bothered.’

On my knees, elbows resting on the back of the sofa, I tuck myself against the backrest and watch as the taller Fae gripsFaderyn’s hips tightly.Faderynleans against the wall, legs spread wide, and the taller Fae takes him forcefully. Their skin is slick with sweat, and the sounds of their flesh slapping together fill the room.

It seems I’ve stumbled upon a plot twist withFaderyn. His preferences are more varied than I’d conjectured, suggesting he’s either bisexual or follows his heart without concern for gender. This could imply thatRhyland’s detection ofFaderyn’s interest in me was only part of the picture.

Faderynmoans and pants, begging for more as the taller Fae pounds into him with powerful thrusts. The giver asks, "You like my cock in your ass?” andFaderyndemands, “Ummpfh y-yes… harder.”

I’ve never ventured into the realm of gay porn, but something about this scene and how it makes me feel has me hooked. It’s a primal and passionate display of desire that leaves me wanting the same.

Can’t a girl indulge in a little guilty pleasure?

The giver’s actions become even more forceful, his massive cock plunging in and out ofFaderyn’s ass like a piston, hitting against that sweet spot deep inside him with each thrust.

Oh, the prostate—nature’s little backdoor buzzer. I’ve flipped through some pages due to my scientific need to know all—and let’s say it’s not folklore; it’s science with a spicy kick. The “P-spot,” they call it, and rumor has it, unlocking that treasure can blast a guy into seventh heaven—no rocket needed. A prostate orgasm? It’s like the body’s own secret handshake—exclusive club, epic results.

As a curious cat with a taste for knowledge, this particular tidbit purred my curiosity.

Faderyn’s mouth is stretched wide, the other Fae’s fingers pressed into the back of his throat, making it difficult for him to breathe as he’s held in the grip of pleasure and desire. Sweat drips down their bodies, mingling with copious amounts of pre-cum and… other fluids.

Meanwhile, I watch from my perch on the couch, the sight of these two in an erotic dance making me drip between my legs. The giver’s rough handling only adds to the intensity of the experience, reminding me of howRhylandis with me.

AsFaderynarches his back in ecstasy, his voice becomes hoarse from all the panting and moaning. “Yes, fill me... take me... breed me...!”

Before I can process another thought, I smell him—an ocean breeze envelops me, andRhyland’s arms wrap around my torso, pulling me tight against his solid chest. “There you are,” he murmurs, and I’m frozen, caught in the act.

“Aren’t you a filthy girl—enjoying the show?” His words are velvet dipped in sin, and I’m trapped in his embrace, my body still buzzing with arousal.

“I... I got lost,” I whisper, blurring out a lame excuse.

He chuckles softly, his lips grazing a hot trail along my jaw. "Lost, huh? Damn lucky for me, I stumbled across you,Angel—flushed, panting, and all kinds of fuckable."

His words strike hot and fast, lighting a blaze inside me. I’m ensnared in his dominance, and a part of me doesn’t want to escape.

"Prepare to have your cute little challenge blown out of the water, sweetheart."

Rhyland

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