Page 66 of A Sky of Emerald Stars

“You’re evil,” I groaned, my cheeks and chest feeling flushed with heady desire.

He grinned, searching his pocket for his ring of keys to unchain me.

“Fuck me first,” I said, my legs shaking as I balanced on the teetering edge, so close to coming. My orgasm was barely tethered down and begging to be unleashed.

Navin’s smile turned to pure mischief as he flipped me so my chest landed on the ground, my bare ass up in the air. “You need me that bad, hmm?”

I heard the rustle of fabric, of buttons popping free, and then the head of his cock dragged down my wet sex. “Yes,” I moaned. I tried to spread my knees wider but the cuffs bit into my ankles.

Navin slid his cock up and down my folds one more time, coating himself in my wetness before placing the head at my entrance again. Writhing, I tried to push back but I couldn’t move. One hand landed on my shoulder, holding me in place as he slowly fed his cock into me. I groaned at the sensation, my pussy already fluttering around him.

“Esh,” he rasped, the angle making my eyes roll back as he pushed deeper and deeper inside of me. “So tight like this.”

When he was fully seated, his hand grabbed my hip and paused.

I let out a desperate, pleading whine. “I need you to move,” I begged. “Now. Please.”

Navin let out a dark chuckle and pulled out of me and slammed back in. I cried out, unable to contain the sound.

Navin tsked. “Last night I loved hearing all the ways I could make you scream,” he said. “But tonight you need to be quiet.”

“I can’t,” I heaved, pushing back to move him deeper.

“Here,” Navin said, grabbing a cushion from the couch. “Bite this.” I bit into the woven fabric as he commanded, frantic to do anything that would make him move again. “Good girl,” he rasped, pulling out and thrusting into me again, and I moaned into the cushion. “That’s right. Take it for me.”

He slammed into me again and my vision spotted, a climax building and building inside me. He picked up a punishing pace, driving me hard into the tiled floor. My pussy was already clenching around him, the tension growing endlessly higher and higher as he rode me. With each thrust I cried out into the pillow, spurring him onward. The only sounds were my muffled cries and the wet slap of our flesh.

“Fuck, Sadie,” Navin grunted as his fingernails dug into my hips. His finger trailed down between my cheeks, pressing the tip to my back entrance. I screamed, my orgasm tearing through me as his finger pushed into me.

My entire body spasmed as he fought my tight channel, battling his last thrusts into me until he was coming, spilling his heat into me as I clenched around his cock. He kept moving, kept pulling the ecstasy from me until my voice was hoarse and my limbs were spent.

Only once he sucked in his first deep breath did he remove the keys from his discarded pants and unbind my hands. My stiff shoulders barked as my hands were freed and came around to brace on the floor beside my head. His cock still twitched inside of me as his hands massaged up my arms and shoulders, soothing the sore muscles.

He pulled out of me, coating my legs in sticky heat as he unlocked my ankles. When I was freed, I collapsed onto the tiles and he picked me up in his arms and cradled me to his chest, the tenderness of the action so soft and gentle compared to the brutality of what we’d just done. He brushed a kiss to the top of my head, his hands soothing my aches. That small action made my eyes mist.

He was everything I never knew I wanted or needed. I was prepared to fight him, but now all I wanted to do was fightforhim, fight forus. And the first step to doing that was getting the fuck out of this place.

Calla

We sat by the frozen ice fountain in the human quarter. The pedestrians gave us a wide berth, making a giant ring around us. Klaus curled his lip at the humans and pulled his fur coat closer, but Queen Ingrid seemed mildly amused at least, even waving to a few onlookers.

“If you were so desperate for an outdoor venue, I could’ve suggested one,” Klaus muttered to Briar who simply shrugged at him, clearly still having him on a tight leash.

“I like the colors,” she said with a flutter of her lashes. I could easily see behind my sister’s performance, but Sweet Moon was I impressed that she could still put it on, especially with someone as insufferable as Klaus.

Grae leaned into me and murmured, “This is where I first heard you sing.”

My cheeks burned and not from the cold as I remembered singing “Sa Sortienna” with Ora in this very square. It felt like years ago and just yesterday all at once.

“This whole place reminds me of Ora,” I said as I cradled the warm mug of cider in my hands. “Ora was the first person to help me put words to everything I was feeling inside. They are the one who helped me realize I was merem.”

Ingrid immediately extricated herself from the conversation between Briar and Klaus to turn her icy gaze on me. “Merem?”

My pulse quickened. I hadn’t thought she’d heard. Should I say she misheard me? Should I try and move the conversation along? Everything within me felt like it was shrinking smaller and smaller to appease her, and I didn’t know if I could take it any longer.

I probably should’ve denied it—it would’ve been better for my court and our alliance—but instead my eyes narrowed at her above the steam curling from my mug. “Yes?”

“You use ahumanword to describe yourself? A Wolf Queen?” She looked at Grae for his reaction instead of me, as if my use of the word “merem” was an offense tohim.

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