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“I’m fuckin’ judgin’ him alright! He’s guilty! He’s the guiltiest asshole I ever seen!”

“He was bewitched by Morrigan. You know this,” Eilish argues.

“Well, bring her out too. I’ll fuck ‘em both up!”

“Morrigan is dead.”

I stop mid-swing, holdin’ my chubby little fists up. “What?!”

“Variant killed Morrigan when he gained his freedom. The spell is broken and Abedon has awakened,” Pretty say.

All o’ my anger simmers down a bit. I still hate him, don’t gets me wrong. I still wants to punch his face in, but I ain’t as mad as I was. “Fine. I ain’t killin’ him just yet then.” I climbs back on the bed and get in him’s face again. “Me an’ the little fae are gonna be watchin’ you, King DickCock. Just ‘cause you killed the Mother Heifer don’t mean we trusts you. Step outta line and we’ll rip yer balls off.”

CHAPTER FOUR

EILISH

Mortal Ruins

I walk Flumph back to the window and make sure the feisty sprite gets to safety before I turn towards the bed. A tingle of awareness cascades over my skin as I look to the corner where Silvanus leans against the wall. His smile is downright sinful. The room is warm, filled with the vibrancy of his and Variant’s light magic. Cambion, Variant, and Silvanus... they call to me. Each thrum of their heartbeats echoes within my bones. I glance at the bed and see Variant’s hips roll.

“So hungry,” Silvanus says deeply.

I look at him and take a deep breath. “That isn’t… that isn’t why I came here.”

“But you need it, all the same,” Variant answers.

Silvanus nods. “We are drawn to your hunger, Eilish. I can taste you in the air and my loins burn with the need to claim you.”

My hunger draws Cambion closer. He holds back, not yet reaching for me, but I can see the desire in his gaze.

“You haven’t fed from the light magic in a while,” he says.

Silvanus touches his leather breeches and strokes himself to hardness. I’m entranced by the motions of his arm. The flexing muscles that ripple along his body cause me to moan as he pleasures himself to the sensation of my lust licking against his self-control. Variant releases a whimper.

I step back, brushing against Cambion unintentionally. He hugs me to him and I melt in his embrace. There’s no desperate heat or cloying intensity. Cambion is patient. He holds me with love and gently pushes my hair aside to whisper against the column of my throat. Variant watches. His luminous eyes hold my gaze unblinkingly. There’s envy and guilt as well as affection.

He wants me to love him.

Variant desires my loving touch as much as he wants to bury himself in my heat. And, yet, it’s Cambion’s arms around me. The elf slides his hands along the curve of my hips and brushes a feather-light touch to the opening of my robes. When Theren told me of Flumph’s irate behavior, I was so eager to come to Variant’s defense that I hadn’t bothered with proper clothing. None of them seem to mind. Cambion’s fingers unlace the tie around my waist.

The whisper of fabric sounds louder than usual in the small room. I gasp when I feel the warmth of Cambion’s hands against my abdomen. He grazes my skin lightly, moving to urge my robe off my shoulders. It slips to the floor with a graceful flutter. I hear Silvanus groan and my eyes drop to where he works open the front of his trousers. I lick my lips and he grips the base of his erection in a firm grasp to hold off his release.

“Those eyes…” he hisses.

Cambion protests with a growl as I step out of his reach and approach the bed. Variant’s eyes widen. I climb onto the barren mattress, spreading my thighs to accommodate the width of his hips. He shivers as I lean forward to trace the muscles of his chest with my tongue.

“You... you don’t want me, Eilish. If this is to be my punishment, then so be it. But don’t... don’t torture us both with this moment only to deny me the privilege later.”

“I’m exhausted, Variant,” I whisper. “You took advantage of me when I was weak and couldn’t defend myself in fear of your retaliation. Now that I have you in my power, I find I don’t want to hurt you at all. Instead, I want to drain every last drop of pleasure from your body and feed on the light within your soul until I’ve had my fill. And you will lay here and endure it.”

I feel him twitch beneath me and smile.

“You like that? You want me to use you for my pleasure?” My hips roll of their own accord and Cambion gasps behind me. I peer at him from over my shoulder and see him pulling his tunic over his head. My hands venture along the ridges of Variant’s muscles as I take in the sight of Cambion’s glory. He drops his breeches to the floor and steps out of his boots. Variant strains beneath me, arching to feel just a little more of my touch.

I feel intoxicated, drunk off their desire... and yet, I feel a distinct difference with them than I do with Baron or the others.

I want them to desire me, yes. But I also want their affection, their love and adoration.

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