Page 29 of Court of Evil

His hand glows, and he presses it to his wound. I watch the mark heal and scar over—something this fae does not have, nor any other.

A wicked scar now disfigures his neck in the shape of my teeth.

“You’re mad,” I whisper, dropping my hand from my neck.

“Very much so, but if I am, then so are you, human.”

His tongue darts out, licking my blood on his chin and lips. It seems to extend as I watch, turning long and forked, until he can lap it all up as I recoil into the bed, searching for the dagger before I realise it’s still in his side.

He sees my eyes on it and plucks it free with a groan. His eyes shut for a moment, and when they open again, they are blazing with desire and locked on me.

“Don’t you dare—” The dagger sinks into the bed next to my head as he leans down, his lips nearly touching mine.

“The fae do not like to be indebted. Do you know that?” he murmurs.

I nod slowly, confused as to where that came from, until he grins. “You made me come when you ripped my neck open. It’s time I returned the favour.”

He grips my hips, and magic moves over me, dissolving my clothes. Horror fills me for a moment, and I grab the dagger and sit up, pressing it to his neck. “You will not fucking touch me,” I bite out, forcing anger into my tone as I try to ignore the small hint of desire that sparks inside me.

I clearly need help.

“Fine.” His smile only grows. “I do not need to touch you to make you come.”

“Wait, what do you—” I fall back with a shout as ecstasy courses through me, lighting my blood on fire. It’s all I can feel as my body convulses, writhing in the bloody sheets, the dagger dropped and forgotten. My eyes roll back into my head as my clit throbs so hard my hips come off the bed, my cunt becoming so wet I feel it drip below me.

My nipples tighten to the point of pain, as if they are being squeezed in a vice or between teeth, and I swear I feel a tongue drag along my folds before something thick and hard thrusts into me.

He uses magic to fuck me without even moving, amusement and desire dancing in his gaze as he watches me come apart from a single thought.

Another scream rips from my throat as I come harder than I ever have, and the magic still doesn’t retreat. It slides through every inch of my body, flicking against nerves I didn’t even know existed until I whimper and come again, my cream covering my thighs until I finally slump.

The magic still hums through me, but not as strong as it was. The covers have disappeared. I don’t even know when, but I’m spread eagle on the bed, covered in blood and cum. My eyes widen when I notice Ronan observing near the ceiling.

“Well, I only came to see what the screaming was about. Now that I know it’s not him murdering you, I’ll go.” He slowly fadesbackwards into the wall before popping his head through. “Carry on, don’t mind me.”

“Ronan,” I croak, but he’s gone. He won’t help me. I guess he thinks I wanted this.

I’m going to wrap him in iron and kick his ass in the morning.

The magic frees me at the interruption, and it’s the break I need to grab my forgotten dagger. I scramble to my knees, my body weak and overheated.

Gripping my dagger, I point it at him. “Do that again and I’ll gut you.”

“Haven’t we established that I like your blade?” he mocks as he leans in. “Why don’t we make a deal?”

“Only a fool makes a deal with a fae,” I snarl. “I am no fool.”

“No, you are not, but you are delicious. I think I will keep you alive to play with for a while. I debated just draining you.”

“How fucking nice of you.”

“Isn’t it?” he replies wistfully.

“Fuck this.” Sliding off the bed, I open the wardrobe and find a robe. I wrap it around my body and belt it. Holding my dagger, I grab the only intact pillow from the bed and toss the fae another glare as I head to the door.

“Where are you running off to? Trying to run from me?” he teases as he follows.

“Not running, just too fucking tired to deal with your shit right now. You got what you wanted. You ate and won the game, now leave me alone,” I snarl, not sparing him a look, mortification heating my cheeks at what he made my body do.

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