Page 38 of Temple of Magic and Bone

Elektra's eyes focused. "The tracking spell…"

"Fuckkkk," Vanth complained. He leaned down and slowly pulled up her jeans, kissing the now-cooled skin of her thighs. He helped her straighten and kissed the tears on her cheeks. He checked the red marks on her hips and rubbed them softly.

"What are you doing?" she asked shakily.

"Checking that I didn't hurt you. I wasn't exactly gentle," he replied and raised a brow at her. "No one has given you a bit of aftercare?"

Elektra shook her head. "No one has stuck around long enough."

"What assholes." Vanth's heart clenched again, hating the thought of no one treating her the way she should be treated. He grabbed some clean tissues and gently wiped her face before kissing her softly. Her fingers tangled in his shirt, pulling him closer.

His phone started ringing again. He groaned and released her. "I have to let you go, or I will take you upstairs and fuck you for the next six hours."

"Duty first, sex after," she said, letting him go.

"Easy for you to say, you just got to come," he complained.

Elektra palmed his dick and gave it a squeeze that had him seeing stars. "I'll make it up to you later."

"Fuck. Deal. Oh, gods, don't do that, or I'm going to blow in my pants," he said, removing her hand and kissing her knuckles. He grabbed his phone and answered with a snarling, "What?"

"Finally, you pick up your fucking phone. Stop doing whatever it is you're doing," Andres snapped back. "I had another visit from that person with the reaper bodies last night."

"Your pet told me," Vanth replied, trying to get his brain to refocus.

"The tracking spell worked, and they finally stopped. I have a location for you," Andres said, his tone softening just a little. "I don't know what the fuck is going on or why you were in Faerie, but you better be taking care of the princess and not dragging her into your bullshit."

Vanth looked at Elektra, who was at the sink, getting a drink of water. "Oh, I'm taking care of her all right," he said and bit back a laugh when she shot him the finger.

"I don't want to know. These people are fucking serious, Vanth. For once in your life, you need to be serious too," Andres replied. He hung up on him, and a second later Vanth's phone pinged with an address.

"Are you up for a hunt tonight, princess?" he asked with a grin. She still looked sexy and disheveled, but her expression had gotten a laser-like focus back in them.

"I'm always up for a hunt," she said, her smile turning feral. "I'll go get my suit on. And Vanth?"

"Yes, princess?"

"Don't die tonight, and I'll let you fuck me any way you want," she replied before disappearing out of the morgue.

Vanth went to a freezer, took out an ice pack, and held it to his dick. It was going to be another long night.

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Elektra pulled on her tight leather suit and tried not to think too hard about what had just happened. So she had let someone go down on her in a morgue. Nothing weird about that. Except her pussy was hypersensitive, and she wanted to tear Vanth's clothes off and get on her knees for him.Shit. Not the time.

Elektra zipped up her suit and let the muscle memory of a thousand missions try and cool her lust. She needed to find any remaining reapers and drive a sickle into Lazarus's head. That was what she needed to focus on.

That resolve lasted until she got back downstairs, where Vanth was waiting for her by the van. He had braided his hair back tight and changed into another set of clothes. They must have looked like a ridiculous pair, with her in an intense battle suit full of hidden blades and him in battered jeans, boots, and a faded Evil Dead T-shirt.

Vanth looked her over, his grin widening. "You are intimidating and sexy at the same time," he said and whistled.

"You really should invest in some body armor or something. Just because you're a demigod doesn't mean you can't be killed," Elektra replied.

"I've tried it in the past, but it only slows me down. I'm not worried. You'll protect me," Vanth said and got into the van.

Elektra huffed out a laugh. "You hope I will. I'm going to be too busy protecting myself. Where are the ghouls?" she asked and clipped on her seat belt.

"They are too full to be useful. Don't worry, little reaper. I'm a big boy and can take care of myself," Vanth replied.

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