Page 25 of Crownless King

“Come closer, Sparrow.” Pressing on my ass, he brought my core down to his mouth.

Desire surged through me anew as his warm, slick tongue swirled around my opening. His lips closed over my clit, sucking and nibbling. In seconds, he had me riding his face like a woman possessed.

“Oh, Voron… I…”

I was teetering on edge, my orgasm coming closer with no way to stop it now.

Suddenly, he slid from under me. His hand replaced his mouth, tormenting my hot, overstimulated clit. Rising on his knees, he drove into me from behind, rock-hard and ready once again.

“Come for me, Sparrow,” he gritted between his teeth. “I want to feel you on my cock when you do.”

With another hard press of his fingers, I came undone. My arms buckled, sending me face down into the pillows. My legs trembled with the most intense climax rolling through my body.

Voron roared above me, gripping my hips so firmly his fingers dug into my flesh. Pounding hard with abandon, he pumped his release into me.

The next moment, he let go.

“Fuck.” Shoving away from me, he leaped from the bed.

My post-orgasmic glow vanished instantly. I turned around, sitting up. His release trickled out from me. Its fragrance reminded me of the scent in the air after a heavy rain in the fields, heady and fertile.

“Voron? What happened?”

He stood at the foot of the bed, breathtakingly naked. His pale skin shimmered softly, making him appear as if carved from moonstone. His expression was that of pure terror.

I’d never seen Voron so afraid before. Never. The terrified look in his eyes sent a cold shiver down my spine.

“Voron?” My voice came out weaker and higher than I’d intended. “What’s going on?”

I shifted on my knees to the edge of the bed, getting closer to him.

“Don’t!” He raised his hand between us, pushing on it as if trying to keep me away telepathically. “Don’t come any closer.”

He took a step sideways toward the door.

“Voron, you’re scaring me,” I pleaded.

Pain crossed his features.

“Oh Sparrow. My dear, sweet, wonderful Sparrow. I’m so sorry. I lost control. I broke my promise.”

My heart plummeted into the hollow of my stomach.

“Voron, no… Please.” I climbed out of bed, but he stopped me again.

“Don’t come too close. I don’t want to hurt you.”

“I broke my promise.”

His words echoed through my mind, their horrific meaning exploding through my brain. The blood-curdling howls of the cursed sounded in my ears.

Was that what he was going to become?

I searched his face for the signs of insanity claiming him. I scanned his body, looking for the clear patches, the signs of the impending death.

“What promise was it? How did you break it? When?”

He brought his hand to his face, looking confused.

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