Page 116 of The Eighth Isle

I giggled. “Yes, Mister Evernight. You’re full of sense.”

“I’m full of lust for you,” he countered.

“And I’m pretty sure I’m full ofyou.” I wiggled my brows. He knew exactly what I meant—he’d come inside me four times last night—and this morning. Pretty sure his cum was everywhere inside me.

Which was sexy as fuck to think about, apparently, because my thighs clenched, and my pussy was already throbbing.Damn.

Grey agreed with me because his eyes turned darker, and he immediately gripped my chin in his hand, held me in place and licked my bottom lip violently.

“As you should be,” he said with a growl. “As youwillbe every day.”

“I like the sound of that.”

“The glass,” he said, then pulled my lips in his mouth and sucked on them, bit them gently.

Mhmm.He was fucking delicious. I immediately fell on his chest in surrender.

But Grey pushed me up. “Later, baby. The glass. Make it disappear.”

Shaking my head at myself, I focused on the glass panel ahead.Don’t focus too hard,he said, and that was actually very easy to do because most of my focus was on Grey now, on the warmth between my legs, the way he’d felt when he was inside me possibly just an hour ago last time. I raised my hand toward it and imagined it disappearing, justnot being there, exactly like back then. It was easy to pull that image from my memories—that missing glass was the first time I’d actually experienced magic.

Now, mine came out eagerly, so strong, even stronger than before. The arousal was wiped from my body whenthe magic slipped into that glass and turned it invisible within seconds.

Fuck, that feltamazing!

“Perfectly executed,” Grey said, kissing the back of my head. “You were made for this, baby.” He came to my side again, took my hand in his and pulled me down the last stairs with a proud grin. “Come on, let’s go.”

My legs took me forward, following his lead, and I was smiling, too.

I’d done small magics before in the closet back at the Evernight castle while Grey’s portrait kept me company. And I’d done it again when I’d sailed across the Isles in those tiny boats. I’d done much darker magic, too, when in fights, but this was different. Maybe because Grey was here to actually witness it.Hewas always the difference in everything.

The smell of the woods brought back more memories as we went through. It didn’t smell of roses here, just like trees and open air, and I couldseeeverything with such clarity it shocked me.

“I thought this place was so, so dark,” I whispered as we walked, looking up at the canopy, and it was so easy to make out the colors of the leaves, all those shades of green, and the sky that had turned even more grey now.

“That’s because you hadn’t been to the Whispering Woods yet,” Grey said, “No darkness is quite like it was.”

“But also my eyes.” My eyes had enhanced so much—all my senses. I smelled the animals clearly, and heard so much of their movements now, the wings of the birds and owls flying over our heads, the brushing of leaves—and even the fireflies.

I stopped, pulling Grey to stop with me.

My eyes teared up as I took in the pink and green fireflies buzzing over a bush about ten feet away.

“They’re still here.” The animals that had become my friends in this forest were still here, and now that I was looking around the tree trunks and the overgrown grass, I could make out the shape of them.

“Animals. Lots of them,” Grey said, and he kneeled to the ground. “They might come close if we’re quiet enough.”

“Oh, they will,” I said, letting go of his hand as I moved forward.

“Baby, you’ll spook them. Stop walking, they’ll come to you,” he said, but I didn’t.

“Hey,” I said gently. “Hey, guys. Remember me? It’s Fall. Come on out, let me see you!”

And the next moment, they did.

I could hardly believe it myself. I thought for sure they’d at least hesitate, if only because I’d changed so much and they could probably feel it and smell the magic on me, but no. Rabbits and squirrels and hedgehogs were suddenly around me, coming closer—and the fox, too! The gorgeous orange fox was slowly making her way from around the tree, head lowered as she came, thick tail swooshing to the sides.

I was laughing when I kneeled on the ground and offered them my hands so they could sniff me, make sure it was really me.

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