Page 108 of Daughter of the Darkened City

Mandel left, and she looked over different reports, her head aching from it all. As much as she’d been enjoying it, she didn’t want to be in charge forever. She wanted to fight or do anything but have meetings and paperwork all day. She pulled out some parchment on top.The High Flyers.

Has the Daughter of The Darkened City usurped the throne? Three reasons this is good news for the Realm of Light.

She laughed at the title, splashed across the front page with a horrible drawing of her, all stern and foreboding.The High Flyershad changed their tune as of late, though. Daughter of The Darkened City had become an honorary title for her. She frequented Lesern when Avenay was there and had become the subject of more gossip than she had been before. All in good favor, though. Now that she was dating the darling of Lesern.

That was another thing that had changed. Gone from a disgraced academic to a lauded hero, Avenay’s own face frequented the papers. Enid flipped to another page. Sure enough, there she was. The article interviewed Lucas, her old mentor. He tried to claim her research was due in large part to his mentorship and guidance, so he didn’t understand why he’d been barred from entering Evolis.

The citizens of Evolis had told Avenay that no seraphs or others besides those of Nemus would be allowed entry without her recommendation. Which meant that Lucas and Carlotti were permanently banned. Others, who had mocked her and called her crazy, now scrambled for her approval, telling her they’d always believed in her.

It left Enid feeling a bit sick. Avenay said it left her with rage. She hated the politics there and howThe High Flyerswould ruin her life one minute, then act as if they’d always loved her the next. Both had gone from disgraced to adored and it was disorienting to say the least. But that was the way of things, she supposed. She’d told Avenay plenty of times she’d fit right in at The Darkened City and she intended to demonstrate that thoroughly later.

Avenay arrived that evening, her face full of wonder as she took in The Darkened City.

“It’s wonderful!” she said as they walked the halls. “I want to know all about its history.”

Enid chuckled and squeezed her hand. “Cyrus said you’ve already done quite a bit of research on it.”

Avenay looked embarrassed but only ruffled her feathers. “Well, I may have been a little interested in you long ago. And that may have led to me devouring anything I could about demonology.”

“Only long ago?” Enid asked, pulling her into their room and shutting the door.

“No, I’m quite a bit into you now, too.”

Enid rested her hands on Avenay’s hips, kissing her forehead. “Good. I’m quite a bit interested in you, too.”

Avenay chuckled, then pulled her down for a kiss. It had been weeks since they’d seen each other last, and Enid felt like she was going crazy. Avenay’s hand curled into her hair, teasing at the base of her horns,and she gripped Avenay’s ass tight, running down her thighs and pulling her up so she wrapped around her waist. She walked them over to the bed, laying Avenay down gently, removing her clothes. They lay there, kissing and exploring each other’s bodies, growing more and more intoxicated by the feeling of love that washed over her with each touch and caress. She ran her nose up along the column of Avenay’s neck and savored the breathy moan of delight that it elicited.

“I could listen to that sound forever and ever,” Enid whispered in her ear, grazing her teeth over the lobe. She was rewarded with a gasp of delight. She placed small bites along Avenay’s chin, her neck, her collarbone, coming to her breasts and taking her time worshiping them in all their perfection. Swiping her tongue over the nipple made Avenay arch into her, wrapping her fingers around her horns, making Enid’s body light up, settling in her core, leaving her wet and wanting. She kissed down to Avenay’s navel, coming between her thighs, drunk on the scent of her arousal.

If she could bury her head there and never come up, she would die happy. She kissed the top of her mound, hoisting her legs over her shoulders, then Enid placed her tongue on her clit, massaging slow and hard. Avenay moaned, her fingers stroking up Enid’s horns so lightly it almost made her jerk from how wonderfully sensitive she was. Her cunt throbbed with desire, and she wanted to feel Avenay’s mouth between her thighs, feel any friction there, but she channeled it into Avenay’s pleasure first. She shifted her head, bringing her horn to the folds, pressing in and rubbing. The pleasure it gave her was like a white-hot hit of lightning, and Avenay moaned even louder.

Fuck, that was amazing.

She let her tail come up, sliding into Avenay as she rubbed, her hand reaching up to massage Avenay’s breast. Her mate’s breaths came out in a short, labored staccato, her body squirming in the sheets as her pleasure built and built.

“Oh! Enid! Enid!” she gasped out and Enid almost unraveled from the ecstasy of hearing her name said in that glorious, sex filled voice. She pressed her other fingers in as well, making her fuller, and Avenay’s legs began shaking until she arched on the bed with a cry, coming undone, the feeling of her contractions on her hand and tail making Enid even more aroused than before.

She came back over Avenay, who pulled her down, kissing frantically, her desire not abated one bit by the powerful orgasm she’d just had.

“Did I not do that well enough?” Enid asked.

Avenay shook her head. “No, it was perfect, I just… I think I can’t stop wanting you.”

Enid grinned, kissing along her neck. She knew what it was, but she’d put off talking to her about being mates. Now didn’t feel like the right time, but also, she didn’t want to engage in the mating frenzy without Avenay knowing what it meant to her.

“There’s something I need to tell you,” she said, propping up on an elbow and caressing Avenay’s face.

“What is it?” Avenay asked, her brow furrowing in concern.

Enid kissed her forehead, her nose. “Nothing to worry about. I… Well, maybe I should have told you sooner. Umm…”

“What is it?” Avenay ran her fingers through Enid’s hair.

“You’re my mate.” Enid swallowed, fear washing over her in a crashing wave.

Avenay chuckled. “Why do you look so worried about telling me that?”

“It’s important to demons,” Enid said, baffled by Avenay’s casual response. Perhaps she didn’t understand what that meant? “For us, it’s a lifelong commitment.”

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