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Chapter Twenty Seven: Rhowyn

Lennox got to his feet stiffly and paused as if steadying himself before he started to head to the door. “Are you sure you're up to it right now?” I asked him.

“I'll be fine,” he muttered as he opened the door and left us in the suite. I still felt like shit though. If he felt anything like I did, I couldn't imagine how he was up and walking already.

The food seemed to help though, and I continued to eat from the plate Callum handed me. No one said anything after the bomb I dropped on them when Lennox provoked me. Ugh! This was why I never told anyone about that. It always made everyone act weird around me.

“I'm not broken, guys,” I told them out loud, still looking at my plate. “I won't have a nervous breakdown. In fact, I'm starting to feel much better.” Even if it was a stretch of the truth, I was feeling better, so it wasn't a complete lie.

“Good. I'm glad to hear that,” Arryn said, placing a hand on my back, rubbing my shoulders. I glanced at him next to me on the couch and smiled. His touch ignited the heat from last night, and I found myself wishing for a repeat.

“Killer can't be taken down so easily,” Baer joked, pulling my attention to him and making me feel instantly guilty for having thoughts about Arryn after he and I kissed yesterday. Ugh! I wanted to get away from all these confusing feelings. They weren’t any fun, and I had no idea how to navigate all of this.

Did I just come out and say it out loud? That I was attracted to all of them? I had needs, but I didn't want to ruin the friendships that were developing. Maybe I should try to find some other fae male to scratch my itch. All I knew was that I needed to get away for the moment. I needed to be by myself for a few minutes.

“I think I'm going to go take a shower,” I stated, having finished my food and feeling stronger. “I feel disgusting after all that.”

“Of course. Do you need any help?” Arryn asked.

I laughed. “I don't think so. I should be perfectly fine on my own. But I promise to let you know if I have any trouble,” I replied with a wink. I stood up a little unsteady, but the knee-buckling feeling passed quickly. I made my way to my room slower than usual, but completely on my own, feeling the men staring at me the whole way.

As soon as I was on the other side of the shut door, I leaned back against it and caught my breath. I wouldn't admit it to them, but that had almost taken everything out of me. I didn't like being weak. It made me vulnerable, and I would rather not let anyone know how exhausted I truly was.

I pushed myself off the door and made it to the bathroom, turning the water as hot as I could stand it as I slowly stripped my clothes off while I waited. Stepping inside, I let the water run over my tired muscles, soothing the tension that started to settle there. I probably shouldn't since I was already so weak, but there was a demanding need between my thighs that I needed to take care of. My attraction to all of the men outside my bedroom was making itself known, and if I didn't do something soon, I was more likely to do something I'd regret.

So, after I had cleaned myself up and washed my hair, I let my fingers trail to the junction at the apex of my thighs, easily finding my clit. I ran my index finger along my slit, teasing myself and building the desire, picturing all of the men in the shower with me. Baer would be on his knees before me, his finger running along my slit. Arryn and Callum would each be tugging on a nipple with their teeth and fingers. My own fingers mimicked the feeling they would bring, first to one breast and then the other. Lennox would be behind me, waiting to dominate me, kissing along my neck. He'd be the one dipping a finger into my cunt from behind while Baer sucked on my clit, both playing me in a perfect rhythm.

My own fingers danced quickly over my clit before I dipped two fingers into my pussy, my palm now rubbing my clit as I played with my G-spot. My free hand pulled on my nipples, pinching them hard and shooting pleasure straight to my core. I could feel myself racing toward the cliff's edge as my pleasure climbed higher and higher, my breaths rushing out of me in pants. I was almost there, and needed this more than I’d realized.

My breath hitched as I reached the pinnacle, hanging out right on the precipice, ready to fall over the edge, when a knock sounded loudly at my bathroom door, startling me from my peak. I bit back the growl of frustration at the intrusion as I bit out, “What!”

“Sorry to interrupt, Killer, but Master Jude is here,” Baer called from the other side of the door.

I leaned my head against the cold stone of the shower, knowing I needed to go out there and not keep Jude waiting. I debated continuing, but I knew it would take me too long to reach the edge again, even if my clit throbbed with unrealized satisfaction. Ugh! Just my luck.

I sighed, knowing I had to finish up now, and shut off the water. “Alright, I'll be out there in just a minute,” I grumbled at the door.

I didn't get a reply, but I did hear the outer bedroom door shut indicating Baer had gone to deliver the message. I dried off quickly and exited the bathroom, throwing on some more workout clothes, a pair of black leggings and a T-shirt. Not bothering with a bra, that infernal torture device created by men, I dried my hair quickly before heading to the living area of our suite.

Master Jude was sitting on the couch again, the guys around him and talking quietly among themselves. I approached them slowly, exhausted but on edge since I hadn’t reached my climax.

Baer grinned at me mischievously as he saw me approach, Arryn and Jude turning to face me from the couch. Lennox was sitting on the chair across from them while Callum took up his spot by the fireplace, close enough to hear our discussion, but not close enough to appear involved.

I rounded the couch and went to sit between Arryn and Master Jude. Arryn helped me down when my legs started to shake, completely worn out after everything. I smiled at him thankfully, our eyes meeting and his dilated as if he were turned on, nostrils flaring before his gaze dipped to my mouth. I clenched my legs again and wondered if a girl could actually die from being too horny. My clit throbbed, and I could've sworn I had the equivalent to blue balls. Ugh! Not exactly a condition conducive to getting answers about what just happened.

I forced myself to turn away as Jude cleared his throat to gain our attention. “So, I was told there was an incident this morning?” he asked us, his gaze bouncing between us all, waiting for our explanation.

“Yes. When Rhowyn went to reach for her magic this morning with Callum, her power seemed to get trapped, somehow increasing to the point that she was almost consumed by her own magic,” Arryn began. “We believe that, for some reason, she wasn’t able to channel it, most likely because she has too much power and not enough control. We obviously found a way to get it under control, but it was a close call. Now, we’re concerned about practicing with it again and hope that you will be able to help us put a block on some of her power until she learns to gain some control over it.”

“Hmmm... She was able to gain control eventually, was she?” Jude asked, but he looked at Lennox as he did. Obviously, he didn't believe us, but he wasn't going to push it, thankfully.

“Well, I'm not certain I can block only part of her magic, but I know that should she complete her bonds, she would gain control of her magic with the assistance of her consorts. They would then be able to assist her by drawing off some of the excess magic so she wouldn't be consumed.” He stared down the guys as he said this.

“What do you mean by completing the bonds?” I asked, confused. This was the first I had heard about having to complete the bonds. The guys and I hadn't really discussed in detail what exactly it meant to be consorts to me. I remembered them briefly telling me about a bond, but I assumed the ceremony we already completed took care of that. I didn't realize that there would be more to the equation than that.

Jude smiled at me gently. “I believe that is a discussion for you and your consorts. They know what I mean.” He patted my knee before continuing, “Now, as far as your glamor, I also believe that once you have access to your bonds and control of your magic, you should then be able to break the glamor yourself.”

“Oh, well that sounds good,” I said.

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