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“Why don’t you strangle yourself with your collar?” Lyle says, surprising me. “Do us all a favour.”

“Don’t worry, I’ve thought about it,” Xander mutters, before rolling over and apparently going to sleep.

“Does he expect us to feel sorry for him?” Savage asks incredulously. “Because I fucking don’t and I never fucking will.”

“Nor will I,” I say softly, glancing at Xander’s back.

Chapter 83

Ghoul

“Well, it certainly knows what it’s doing.”

Mace Naga, Flores, and the dragoness Francesca Hellfire watch the Drakos Estate tower rebuild itself. I remain behind them, my arms crossed firmly about my chest, observing the powerful dragon magic with great interest. If I built a house like this, would it have magic too? The thought intrigues me.

Flores took his time to call us after Xander’s apparentrescueof the snakelet. I mean, Mace had been very happy the day the money was wired into his account, and we’d been concentrating on other things after the sale, so Aurelia’s whereabouts had not concerned him too much.

But then The Collector, shaking with rage, turned up here, demanding to speak with the lord of the house. Only then did Flores call a meeting with the rest of us.

Flores Drakos turns to me, his face contorted with wild rage. “The rumours that Xander is back at Animus Academy cannot be true.”

“They are true,” Mace says simply. “Our spies there have never been wrong. He has been seen there, and talking to Celeste Agnis no less.”

“It would have been easier if he’d just wanted her for himself,” Lady Hyena says dryly. “But it seems he’s changed his colours once again, foolish boy.”

“Foolish isoneword,” The Collector hisses. “Dead, is another. It will take me months to repair my property!”

“You will be compensated handsomely,” Flores says, “if the plan works well.”

“They’ll never see it coming.” The Collector smiles with her teeth and it gives me goosebumps. “None of them will be able to stop it, will they, Lady Hyena?”

“Precisely.” Unlike the crocodile, the elderly woman’s face is deadly serious, and that, above all, makes my fangs drip.

Chapter 84

Xander

Skin and Bones – David Kushner

My ears wake me up in the middle of the night, Aurelia’s soft—to my ears, loud—moan jerking me to attention. I’ve turned to face the bigger bed in my sleep, and if I open my eyes, they’ll light up the room, so I keep them shut and listen carefully. She’s trying to be quiet, I can tell by the strain in her throat, and it’s Scythe’s sharp intake of breath I hear, and the rapid beating of his heart.

Lyle and Savage remain fast asleep, their breaths steady and slow in deep NREM.

The curiosity is killing me. Eating at me, in fact, so I crack open one lid, completely risking it.

What I see makes me salivate. Scythe’s eyes are closed, his head tossed back as Aurelia moans around his pierced cock; the lower rungs of his Jacob’s Ladder glint under the light from my eye. Aurelia is in the perfect position for me to see her, lying between Scythe’s open legs, her own long legs hanging off the end of the bed. Scythe’s breaths come in stutters now, his hand buried in her dark mass of hair. She takes the entire length ofhim, swallowing him down to the base just before she gags, then comes up and licks the side of his cock.

It’s then that she pauses, her open eyes seeing the light from mine.

But she doesn’t stop. Doesn’t look away from me either. As if she knows it’s torturing me, she opens her mouth wider, lets me see her tongue as it traces the length of Scythe’s dick, the piercings reflected by the warm, golden light of my eyes. She maintains that angle, holding my gaze as her hands run up Scythe’s bare abs, her nails scraping gently. Those plush lips suck on the tip of him before she flicks his Prince Albert with her tongue. I exhale slowly, fighting the urge to sit up and watch them more closely. Her chemise slides up her ass, showing me her bare skin. Though I’ve seen it before, obsessed about it before, this moment feels so intimate, and I imagine myself crawling up behind her, kissing her beautiful thighs and finding her wet and ready. Her scent fills the room, heady and intoxicating, calling me in.

I don’t know when my eyes fully opened up, but they are now, and my hand is clutching my cock for dear life. Aurelia’s eyes bore into mine, catching my light and reflecting it back to me. Her eyelids lower seductively as she pops Scythe’s cock out of her mouth and uses that sinful tongue again, but I can’t turn away, and I can’t help the hard-as-obsidian-cock that pulses with each rapid heartbeat. I run my hands down my length until I come to my new gold cock ring, imagining myself buried in her, feeling that gorgeous wet heat and the moans that come from that perfect mouth as I fill her completely.

She bobs faster on Scythe, clutching at him, moaning softly as he pulls at her hair. Faster and faster she takes him and faster and faster my own hands go, my breath coming in pants now. My balls tighten, begging for release. For release intoher.Scythemakes a sound of pure pleasure and his head tilts back further as she sucks him tightly.

“Aurelia,” he breathes as he comes into her mouth.

Her throat bobs as she swallows him eagerly down, a look of pure bliss on her face as each wet swallow fills my ears like the sweetest song. When he’s done, Aurelia withdraws slowly, making him shiver, milking the last drops from him and audibly swallowing. Scythe opens his eyes and sits up, helping her carefully crawl up to his body. They kiss passionately, him holding her face, her holding his shoulders as they devour each other like they’ve spent a lifetime apart.

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