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“Yes, but—” she says, her lips parting as she pants. I give her pussy a long, slow lick. “Oh Goddess, don’t stop.”

Happily, I seize her again, devouring her pussy with my mouth while stroking her entrance with a finger. She whimperssome number of pleases and Goddesses, and for some reason ‘help,’ so I do help her and breach her centre.

She cries out and I send my finger deeper. I’m met with a gush of fluids that I lap up immediately, licking faster and faster at her clit. She moans and I stroke her inside, a slow, lazy rhythm that makes her muscles loose. I have to hold her up as she whimpers. Grinning into her pussy, I work my pretty jewel, massaging her, licking and tasting until she screams, coming completely undone and all but collapsing onto my face.

My own cock is hard and pulsing, begging for release, but I must ensure my most precious treasure is attended to first.

“Good jewel,” I say, hauling her into my arms and stepping out of the shower. “Very well done.”

“Me or you?” she says, eyes drooping.

Something primal in me roars with satisfaction. A job well done. A treasure well cared for. Smiling, I set her down and dry her off thoroughly, before taking her back to bed. Our food is here, so I quickly retrieve the two trays. There is no one outside when I open the door, but there is a request for communication from another dragon.

“You have three days, Xander,”my father drawls into my head.“Three days until you face the consequences. Be ready.”

A challenge formyjewel? Formyproperty?

The roar in my head is terrifying, and it shakes the room around me.

Chapter 46

Lyle

Scythe is not coping.

I see it in the evening as I watch him walk out of the ocean, glistening under the crescent moon. His gait is a prowl, his head bent in a predatory fashion, looking so shark-like that I suppress a shiver. He makes a beeline for me and I don’t move, don’t give way to his fury as he grabs my biceps in a terrifying grip that says he wants to massacre an entire lineage.

“Ineedher back.” His voice is dark and malicious.

“I know,” I snarl.

He gets into my face, furious, demanding my full attention. “You don’t understand. I fucking need her, Lyle.”

I close my eyes against the pain. The pain in his voice. The pain in my own heart. My ache for her grows day by day.

“The Clawsons need to die,” he says. “I will remove them from existence with my bare fucking hands. They will have no lineage. Their ancestors will weep.”

It’s rare that I need to remind Scythe of his duties. Inhaling through my nose to subdue my own lion, I shake my head. “You promised Marduk. Titus belongs to Minnie, as does his death.”

Scythe snarls, pushing away from me with a violent movement and turning his face towards the stars. “Where is Savage?”

“Tearing someone apart, I think.” Casting an eye down the empty beach, my brow furrows as I put out a thought.

“Leave me alone,”comes the wolfish reply. His mouth may or may not be full of blood.

“We return to the academy,” Scythe tells him. “We must discuss this with Marduk. He will know the best place to hit first.”

“We’re sure it’s the Clawsons who did this?”I ask tentatively. “It’s not some red herring, or bait?”

Scythe slowly shakes his head. “There were at least twenty felines used in this attack. The Clawsons were the leaders. Likely the feline king as well. They will all die for this.”

I grimace. Ablo Obon had always been a friendly acquaintance of mine. Going up against him will be a sad day. But for what they did…what he was a part of? He deserves death. The death toll from The Lily Institute is profound. Thousands of flowers have already been laid at the shattered doors of the institute. It was pure luck that the assassin twins had been visiting Sabrina and gotten her out when their instincts had fired off.

But so many innocents had been unlucky.

“It’s time to make them pay.” I reassure my brother that I will always be on his side.

Scythe turns to me. “But will she forgive us for it?”

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