Page 83 of Secrets & Curses of Crimson

Screaming was coming from outside the door now, and the guards quickly turned their attention to it with their weapons drawn. It sounded like a fucking massacre out there. I could hear bones breaking and men begging for their lives.

“What the fuck is that?” One of the guards cried out into the room.

I chuckled, making them look at me.

“That would be my wife.” I smiled. “And she sounds very angry.”

“Wife?” One of the guards looked around as if the other guards knew who I was talking about. His curiosity ended when the wooden door splintered and exploded. Thea, in all her glory, stepped into the room. Fuck, she was beautiful, but something about seeing her like this, completely lost in her darkness, seized any ability to breathe. My eyes dragged over her. Her eyes were dark red, and the swirls on her arms glowed so brightly. She wasn’t just pissed; she was enraged. Her darkness swirled around her like my shadowsdid but seemed darker and more intimidating than mine ever could be.

Her eyes flickered around until she saw me, and I swear the ground shook in her fury. My wife was about to lose her shit.

“Thea?” The captain said with a tremble in his voice.

“What are you doing to Cassius?” Her voice was laced with anger, which only made her more menacing. Gods, I fucking loved this woman.

“He’s a prisoner.”

She nodded before glancing away from me for the first time. She glanced around the room, assessing how many guards there were. Her eyes lingered on the whip in the captain’s hands. With a flick of her wrist, she evaporated every guard in the room with her fire magic, except him. Fuck, I was mad, because this was not the time to be turned on.

She took a step toward him, and he cowered down. When she glanced at me, I smiled at her. I felt it in our bond—her longing to help me. It stole my breath.

“You whipped him?” she tisked. Before he could blink, she moved behind him and kicked his legs out from under him. He cried out in pain when he hit the ground. Thea wasted no time pinning him to the floor with her darkness before dragging him directly in front of me.

He was pleading with her, but she was too lost in vengeance to hear him. Her eyes locked onto mine, and she gave me a wicked smile as she pulled out her viper-handled dagger, cutting the man’s hands from him.

“You fucking traitor!” he yelled at her.

She stood up and glared down at him, and I worried that it would make her second-guess what she was doing. But she kicked him in the face.

“If I had more time, I would skin you alive,” she snapped. “But I want some time with Cassius before I leave. I’ve missed him.” My stomach clenched tightly with anticipation. Her fire magic glowed as she lifted her hands and focused on the man before his body went up in flames. Thea stood and watched him until he took his last breath.

“My love,” I spoke to help her pull out of her darkness.

Thea shook her head and stared at me for a moment before hurrying over. She unchained me and instantly helped me out of the room. There was chaos happening everywhere. Thea pulled me into a random dark room. She gently pushed me down to sit. What the fuck kind of chair was I sitting on? I turned to see I was in fact seated on Jesper’s throne. It was hideous, silver with ugly gray stones. Her darkness was circling all around us, so no one could enterthe room.

"Cassius.” Her voice was frantic. “Fuck, what did they do to you?”

Her hands were running over the wounds on my bare chest.

“I should have drawn out their deaths.” Her eyes flashed black again, and I was mesmerized by her. Worry and anger zapped through the bond. She was becoming erratic.

“It’s alright.” I grabbed her hands and slowed down her movements. “You disappeared. I’ve missed you.”

She was kneeling between my legs where I sat. Her eyes faded back to dark green as she looked at me. A moment later, her healing magic seeped from her and closed all my wounds, but we didn’t break eye contact.

Thea’s lips parted as she let out a shaky breath. Desire pumped into our bond, and it was crippling.

“You had me in our enemy’s castle; now I think I should have you on our other enemy’s throne,” she whispered.

Fuck.

Her eyes swirled with black as she pulled her hands from mine and ran them over my thighs and up to the waistband of my trousers. She smiled at me when I leaned back and lifted my hips so she could yank them down. Her eyes never left mine as she gripped my hard cock, moving her hand down its length. I moaned at the sight of her.

“My love,” I sighed when she leaned forward and ran her tongue up the length of me. My hands gripped the arms of Jesper’s throne as she pulled me into her mouth. I didn’t dare close my eyes. The sight of my wife on her knees while I sat on a throne that didn’t belong to me was enough to make me cum. My hips surged forward, making her take me deeper. Her plump lips wrapped around my cock were a sight to behold. Thea opened her eyes and glanced at me through her dark lashes.

“Fuck, your lips were made to be around me.”

Thea moaned at my words, and she used her hand to move down my length in tandem with her mouth extremely slowly. She was teasing me. I tried to lift my hips to get more friction, but she pulled away slightly. I gripped her hair in my hands and pulled her off me, so she was staring me in the eyes.

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