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She rode him even harder, wanting him to feel the way she did. It only took a few pleasureful moments before he groaned, his sounds reverberating in the room.

Ever collapsed against him, their chests heaving. He wrapped his arms around her as he murmured in her ear, “Ah hell, Queenie. I suppose slow and gentle wasn’t meant to be for your first time.”

She smiled in the crook of his neck. “I wouldn’t have wanted it any other way, Princeling.”

Chapter Twenty-One

Chess

The scent of lilies greeted Chess as he stirred from sleep. A smile lifted the corners of his mouth before he opened his eyes. He shifted closer to Ever and inhaled deeply. Not only lily, but his pine scent mixed with the headiness of their late-night fucking. They’d stayed up nearly all day, exploring and enjoying each other’s bodies. It wasn’t until Chess was too exhausted to move that he’d drifted to sleep while Ever idly traced the lines of muscle on his stomach.

Chess cracked his eyes open and studied Ever’s face. She looked at peace in a way she hadn’t before, awake or asleep. She nuzzled closer and his heart thudded. The sensation of her skin brushing against his had his cock rising. She was so soft against him, so smooth. And she’d chosen him to give herself to. It was an honor he never thought much of before but, with her, it was different. After everything he’d done in the past for his mother, Ever had not only forgiven him, she’dchosenhim. The sudden urge, thatneed, to be inside her again swept over him.

Chess rolled her onto her back and hovered over her, nipping at her ear to wake her. When she stirred, he ran his tongue along her neck and pressed a kiss at the hollow of her throat. Ever let out a small laugh, then spread her legs to allow him to settle between them.

“Good morning, Your Majesty,” Chess whispered with a crooked smile.

“I could say the same to you,” she replied, shifting her hips beneath him. “Is this how I should expect to be woken from now on?”

Chess’s breath caught. Never once had a female expected him to linger before. Plenty of females had hopes of keeping him in their beds—for power or status or the multiple orgasms. Or all three. But he’d never wanted them for more than their bodies.This was different. Chess wanted Ever and that made him vulnerable. Honestly, he didn’t hate that fact as much as he thought he would. Though how the fuck he managed to fall in love was beyond him.

“You should, yes,” he said, lifting himself enough to look down at her. “Unless you object?”

“I certainly do not.” She laced her fingers behind his head and drew him down to her.

Their lips met with tenderness, pressing softly, moving with reverence. Chess rubbed his hard length against her slick opening, eliciting a moan from his queen. He chuckled and trailed his kisses down her neck. Ever tilted her head back to allow him better access.

“Do you want me to bite you?” He nipped at her throat, but his fangs hadn’t descended yet. “Or fuck you?”

“I think you know the answer, Princeling.”

“Both then.” His fangs dropped and he pierced her flesh at the same time he pressed inside.

A growl left him as his urges took over, sucking gently, fucking hard. She ground herself against him, met him thrust for thrust. Her moans were delicious, her fingernails biting against his back.Fuck.He wasn’t going to last. Not when she was so fucking perfect.

“Chess!” she cried as her orgasm squeezed around him.

He pulled his fangs from her throat and kissed her fiercely as he came. Panting, he rolled off her a moment later and grinned. “It’s unfortunate we don’t have time to go again.”

“It is unfortunate, but we would have to wait another day to murder mybelovedbrother…” She sighed and sat up. Chess’s gaze focused on her flawless breasts and he fought the desire to lean forward, take a peaked nipple into his mouth while ravishing her with his fingers between her thighs. “We will have a concert to celebrate his death.”

“Ah yes.” Chess pressed his eyes closed for a moment before meeting her stare. “Shall we go kill the bastard then?”

Ever nodded silently. “Let’s get washed up and say our goodbyes. I don’t want to linger and risk him knowing I’m here. Surprise will be our greatest advantage.”

Chances were high thatsomehowRav already knew Ever had retaken the castle, but she was right not to want to wait. If Rav traveled to Ivory at the same time they journeyed to Scarlet, they might miss each other. The bastard wouldn’t expect Ever to bring the fight to him after hiding away for nearly four years. While Chess knew she wasn’t a coward, the rest of Wonderland wouldn’t necessarily agree. They would remember a queen who’d fled her home, who’d abandoned them.

“I’ll meet you here in thirty minutes,” Chess said. That would be enough time to bathe and gather whatever weapons might be useful.

Ever slipped from the bed. He watched her arse as she walked away and gave a satisfied smirk. It quickly fell from his lips as he realized they were about to return to Scarlet. Where he was wanted for his mother’s murder. Killing Rav wasn’t going to make the accusation magically disappear, but it would be a start. If he made it that far…

Ever waltzed back into Chess’s bedroom with a dark, curly wig on her head. She wore a clean pair of acid washed jeans and a plain black hooded jumper. Nothing she had on would draw attention, but she still looked delectable. The way her jeans hugged her thighs, the swell of her breasts beneath the jumper…

Ever cleared her throat. “Are you ready?”

Chess peered down at himself. Blue jeans and a white tunic weren’t his style at all, but that was fine. He was trying not to be recognized and the black vest was too much of his signature outfit. “No wig for me?” he asked. As much as he’d teased with her about them before, he wouldn’t deny wearing one now that they were going back to Scarlet.

“Sorry,” she said, her lips growing into a wide grin. “We could give you a haircut before we leave. Maddie is quite talented with scissors.”

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