Page 50 of House of Mages and Raven

“You two have too many fucking secrets,” he growled, driving into me with his brutal force, and I moaned in pleasure while Barbie lunged to scoop up the juice produced by Rowan’s mighty thrusts and furious energy. I wished she was still asleep.

“Barbie’s lurking inside Underhill,” I said, tilting my head up to pretend to listen for her moves. “She’s close.”

Barbie devoured the energy and turned to hiss at me.

“Is she watching us fucking?” He darted his gaze around before he gave up and refocused on thrusting into me. “That girl.” He shook his head. “No one knows what to do with her. I hope she doesn’t set Cade’s house on fire. Again, I don’t envy his having her in his house.”

Barbie pouted. She never took criticism well, even when it was constructive. If you couldn’t be a good sport, how could you better yourself?

Rowan cursed again, his muscles tightening like whips as he kept thrusting into me. A party was coming toward Underhill.Time was running out. I slammed my ass back into his front, desperately wanting a release. Then I came hard on his cock, my cunt milking his massive length. He growled and fucked me wildly, chasing his release.

Unfortunately, the incoming party was close now. One of us had to take one for the team.

“Sugar, you’ll have to go and intercept your friends,” I said, wiggling my ass. “We don’t want them to discover our love nest.”

He kept pounding into me, lust and determination searing his hooded eyes, as he made a decision to finish it and let the world burn.

That’s not going to happen,Barbie snapped, then told her bestie Underhill,Kick him out.

But he hasn’t ejaculated,Underhill informed her.

I feel his pain. Throw him out now!Barbie said heartlessly.

Underhill sighed. A dark wind rose from the earth, tore my fae prince from me and shoved him out of the cabin toward the entrance of the forest. He struggled to reach for me, cursing profanely, but no force could combat Underhill.

A second later, his clothes and the tablet that still vibrated with messages followed in his wake and landed outside the forest as well.

A pack of shadow beasts trotted toward the entry to guard Underhill, growling threateningly.

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Barbie

Iyawned in irritation as I surged through Sy to take over. I hadn’t wanted to come back to face the shit so soon while musing on a new plan.

I’d had a thrill ride with the chaos heir, and then I’d plunged to the bottom of the roller coaster, but I wouldn’t remain at the bottom. I wasn’t a chick who would stay down, no matter who wounded me. I’d always get up swinging, and they wouldn’t even see me coming when I slugged their fucking faces. But before I’d come up with a plan, a bunch of supernaturals were already looking for me. A nice girl like me didn’t seem to get a break.

Sy pricked up her ears to listen to her lover’s argument outside the dark forest, hanging on his every word. She was a goner, falling hard for the fae prince. For her sake, I hoped that he didn’t turn out to be Killian 2.0, and then she’d fall on her big, fat butt.

Well, don’t say that I didn’t tell you so!

Sy growled at me, as if I were a negative fiend she needed to constantly fend off.

I listened with Sy, my heart fluttering in my aching chest, holding a slim hope that Killian was among those who were looking for me, hoping that he still cared, but my stupid hope died like a leaf falling from a dried-out tree in the winter frost.

I sank into the icy lake, wild magic twirling around me, rainbow lights rising from the bottom of the water that contained potent magic, tiny winged fairies dashing between pink trees around the lake. Yet nothing could improve my sullen mood.

I rose from the water after I’d washed off the fae prince’s scent. They’d fucked like wild animals. I banished the images of their marathon fucking, shrugged on my school uniform with the sigil of the House of Mages on my chest, and strolled toward the entrance of the dark forest. Inhaling the thick magical air in Underhill, I stepped into the middle of the men’s squabbles, my hands in my wrinkled pockets.

Everyone snapped their heads to me, their argument forgotten. They hadn’t tried to force their way into Underhill as they’d learned.

“Well, well, look who has finally showed up,” said Silas. Then he toned down his signature condescending tone as he remembered that he was supposed to get on my good side if he still wanted to court me. “You had me worried, Barbie.”

“Why are you coming for me with torches and pitchforks like I’m a criminal?” I asked, my brow knitting in irritation. “I haven’t even done anything yet.”

“There’re not torches and pitchforks, Barbie.” Louis smiled at me, spreading his arms to show me that he carried no weapons. But his fangs were weapons, and I still remembered how they once sank deep into my veins. “We’re concerned citizens. I want to make sure you don’t get kidnapped again. As soon as I foundout you weren’t spending the night in any of the houses, I organized a search party, and all the other heirs followed me.”

Silas sneered. “Follow you?”

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