Page 119 of The Evernight Court

He kissed all the air out of my lungs the next moment, then laughed his heart out. It was still my favorite sound in the world, and I about flew out of my fucking body as I watched him.

What a man. What a beautiful, wild man—and he was all mine.

“You can rip it apart if you’d like. I don’t care,” he eventually said, but I shook my head.

“Nah, I’ll keep him. I’m hanging him in our bedroom,though.” The painting was not going anywhere because it had gotten me through some of the most fucked up days of my life.

“You can do anything you want, my queen,” Grey said and brought my hand to his face, then kissed my fingertips. I loved it when he called me that, even if it was silly. “What else did you do?”

So, I told him—about the tower and the magic that wouldn’t come to me, about the town and the soundmakers, Toss and Quinn and the book on the basics of magic—I told him everything I could remember while he trailed kisses all over my face, then went down lower on the side of my neck.

I stopped speaking with a sigh, my body electrified each time his lips connected with my skin. I had no idea what the hell it was about him, but my body was at his command.

“Here I was, trying to break this magic to get to you, and you found me instead,” he whispered to himself when I was done, shaking his head and smiling as he licked my lips. His wings spread to the sides and his hands moved down my body, under the cardigan.

“Why are you so surprised?” I ran my hands down the muscles of his shoulders and chest, pressing myself to him harder so I felt how fast his cock was getting hard.Damn.It was like I swallowed liquid fire the moment I felt how ready he was for me again.

“Because nobody would do what you did,” he said.

“Of course, they would,” I whispered, bending my neck to give him better access to my collarbone as he kissed me, then cupped my breast with his warm hand. My back arched instantly, and I bit my lip to stop a moan.

“Did they?” Grey said against my skin. “Did anybody help you?” My eyes opened wide. “Did my brothers or my brides or anyone else offer you a hand when youwere alone?”

I swallowed hard. “No.” Only Quinn—and that’s because Valentine had sent her for me.

“What did they do?” he asked slowly, never breaking contact with my skin.

“They…” The image of Amita being finger-fucked against the wall in the hallway by Emil came alive in front of my eyes. “They moved on.”

As I was told to do.Forget Grey, he’s dead,they told me.Why are you loyal to a dead man?

Grey brought his face in front of mine, and he was smiling. “They moved on,” he repeated. “But you’re here with me.”

All of a sudden, he moved, and I was lying on the jacket on my back and he was on top of me, wings spread, and those beautiful eyes sparkling like the fire was burning in them, too. Fuck, he was gorgeous, and I had no idea when I was going to get over that fact.

“I never want to be anywhere else,” I promised him. Right there was perfectly fine, especially when he was on top of me, and the light of the fire burning to my right cast shadows that made him even more alluring.

He leaned closer until the tips of our noses touched. “I don’t know what I did to deserve you,” he whispered. “But I’m going to spend every second of my life making it up to you for existing.”

I would have laughed if his hips didn’t push down on me and if I didn’t feel all of his delicious hardness against my pelvis. And I wanted to say,you already do every time you look at me.And I wanted to tell him that it never even occurred to me that someone could make me feel like my skin fit me right, but he did.

I wanted to say so many things but talking meant waiting to feel him all the way inside me, and after the days we’d both had, after everything we’d gone through since his banishment,that was what I needed first. We’d get to everything, every detail, every secret, butwecame first.

“Do with me whatever you want,” I told him. “Just don’t make me wait anymore, Grey.”

He grinned and his eyes glistened even more. “As you wish.”

He kissed me like he meant to explore every inch of my mouth while he moved his underwear down his hips to free his cock. To feel the smooth skin of him against my wet folds was heaven. I moaned into his mouth, which he loved, and he rewarded me with one of the sexiest growls I’d ever heard. He bit my lips with urgency, and he pressed himself to me harder while his hands moved down my body, pushing the cardigan to the sides so he had better access. I was burning already, and he must have known it because the fire slowly faded away until the flames were just a couple inches long, dancing away to the melody of our moans, casting light over our bodies so perfectly that it felt like I was living a fantasy when I opened my eyes.

Grey let go of my mouth and sat up between my legs, his hands everywhere on me, and I used the opportunity to take that cardigan off me completely. His wings were spread halfway, and he looked like the fucking devil as he analyzed my breasts, my stomach, my legs wide open and waiting for him—and the devil was about to get to worshipping me again.

His hand traveled from my breast and down to my stomach, and he pressed against my pelvis while his thumb circled my clit. The pleasure was instant, like I’d been dipped in an ocean of it, and I was eager to fucking drown.

“What am I gonna do to you first?” he whispered, and it sounded like he was talking more to himself.

“Anything,” I answered anyway. “All of it.” I wanted him everywhere all at once, and what little embarrassment I’d had left right after the Blood Call, it was gone now. Here, in thiscave, on this Isle that nobody even knew existed, I didn’t care about anything that wasn’t him.

“A lifetime isn’t long enough for that,” Grey said, slowly moving himself back, then pulling my legs and spreading them farther apart before he leaned down and began to kiss my stomach. My hands were in his hair instantly, on his back and neck, pushing and pulling him everywhere I needed him.

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