Page 100 of Wrath

“Never in my wildest dreams did I think I would be here,” he whispered, leaning forward to plant another soft kiss against my pussy.

“About to eat me out?” I asked, only half teasing.

“No.” He shook his head, his curls brushing against my inner thighs. “Here. With you. With my brothers. Happy.” His long lashes fluttered against my skin as he blinked. “When I first left you once upon a time, I thought that was it. My one chance at happiness…gone. But then you arrived at the capital, and you forgave me, and I…” He shook his head again as something akin to awe distorted his features. “I can’t believe this is real. It’s everything I ever wanted. You and my brothers, together.”

I swallowed around the strange lump in my throat. My eyes burned. “We’re at war, Devlin. We might die?—”

“We won’t,” Devlin said quickly. Easily. Effortlessly.

I gently brushed at his curls, pushing them away from his face. “You can’t know that.”

My voice was a whisper.

“But I do.” He nuzzled my inner thigh. “We deserve a happily ever after, and I think the universe agrees. I refuse to believe this will end any other way.”

My heart felt like it had fallen into a meat grinder. “I wish I could have your conviction.”

But it was so hard to believe in a future that seemed just out of reach. How could I hope for a happily ever after when death loomed behind every corner, reaching for us with cold, spindly fingers?

“We’re going to get through this, Z. All of us. I truly believe that.” He licked up my slit, and I moaned, pleasure arcing through me.

“Get on the ground,” I instructed, overcome by the enormity of my feelings for him.

I’d had enough teasing.

I needed him.

Now.

His brows furrowed, concern etching across his face. “Z?”

“Get. On. The. Ground.”

He immediately fell onto his back, and I stood, stepping over him. His eyes turned molten, heating with lust, as I lowered myself over him.

“You deserve a reward, wouldn’t you agree?” I whispered, grabbing his cock to line it up with my core.

His eyebrows rose. “I do?”

I gently sank onto him, moaning at the intrusion. He felt so fucking good inside of me. So perfect.

“Fuck, Z…” His fingernails dug into my hips.

“You gave me something I didn’t realize I’ve been missing,” I confessed as I began to rock my hips.

A burn crawled up my throat and crowded my eyes.

“What is that?” Devlin’s voice sounded husky with lust.

I began to bounce even faster, his cock hitting deep inside of me.

“Hope,” I replied as his fingernails dug even farther into my skin.

But the pain quickly edged into pleasure, launching me to new heights.

And when I finally hurtled over the edge, it was with Devlin’s name on my lips and a new perspective on life.

Devlin was right. Wedeserveda happily ever after.

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