Page 19 of Her Vicious Beasts: The Beginning
He frowns when he pulls his fingers out. “Fuck, princess. I can taste you even in this form.”
But my eyes are fluttering shut, my body like butter, melting into my bed in the wake of the most mind-shattering orgasm I’ve ever had. I allow myself to be boneless, a contented smile tugging at my lips. When was the last time I’d felt this… happy?
Dear gods, if only all dreams could feel this real.
Chapter 14
Aurelia
The next morning, I wake up with the most heavenly afterglow still clinging to me like golden morning dew. I smile as I stretch out luxuriously on my bed and find the mess I’d made of my sheets. My underwear is on the floor and I chuckle as I bend to pick it up.
That was a bloody great dream and I’msokeen to do it all over again tonight. If I have that experience to come home to every day, perhaps… just perhaps, it will be enough to get me through the rest of my life without my mates.
I haven’t slept so well in ages and my little fantasy even has me humming as I strip my bed of my sheets and shove them joyfully into my thousand-year-old washing machine. From my old laptop, I put some music on, bopping my head as I shower and get ready to head back to Halfeather’s mansion.
The buzz I have is more than a post orgasm afterglow; my skin is practically luminescent with my power coursing through me in strong waves. I could very well get heaps of progress with my prisoner-patient today and be done with Halfeather’s lecherous gaze sooner than planned. I flex my fingers and feel my power thrumming through me. Hell, I might even be done today.
As a dark pang shakes my heart, I tell myself that this will be good. Because then I can leave those males behind and move on with my life. The more time I spend with them, the harder the separation is going to be. My anima is writhing rebelliously within me today, hissing and flapping with excitement to see them again. I muzzle that sensation as quickly as possible.
So it’s with great determination that I rock up to Halfeather’s mansion with Maisy sparkly clean after a quick wash this morning.
“You’re in a good mood,” Beak says as he opens my door. Then he drops his voice in what I think is jealousy. “Some beast treating you well?”
“Why does it have to be some guy, huh?” I say, playfully poking him in his oversized bicep. Yeah, at least I got to touchsomeonebefore I left this place. “Maybe it’s all just me.”
He grins and I smirk at the way his tawny eyes gleam, checking me out. If I can’t have my mates, I could in theory, choose a human to spend my life with. A beast would figure out what I am as soon as I had intimate contact with them and that information would then be valuable andverysell-able. No, humans are my safest bet.
But as soon as that thought enters my mind, my stomach churns and I have to press my fingers over my mouth to stop the urge to vomit. I sigh at my anima growling angrily at the prospect of being with a beast other than one of my mates. I sour immediately as I follow Beak inside. Unexpectedly, he turns around to glance at me, his eyes swooping down my body.
All of a sudden, I’m cognisant of how I’ve dressed myself while my mind was busy re-living my dream this morning.
I’m in adress. One of two that I own. It’s maroon, tight, plunges a little low, and I remember putting lipstick on. I had been buzzing with power and lust and I’d had no fucking idea that I was preening myself like a bird in heat. I’m in way overmy head and I realise I’ve not even packed a jacket. My anima is aware that my mates are down there and everything inside of me has been waiting and ready to see their faces again. It’s ablatantattempt for male attention considering how I’ve been dressing the other days. It’s practically a giant, sexy, green flag that announces, “Woohoo, female ready and available!”
I’mnotavailable! I’m the least available anima in the universe right now.
A panic attack is building up in me by the time we get down to the dungeon. I don’t know how I’m going to hide this from Savage. He’s going to know something is different right away. He’s too observant of me. Too interested in me.
As a mate should be.
I’m fighting embarrassed tears as Beak opens the last steel door for me and gives me a hot look that turns into confusion.
I force a smile on my face and the movement calms me a little. If I’m going to keep these males safe from my father, I need to keep up appearances.Thatis the most important thing right now, emotions be damned.
So I plaster on an even wider smile on my face and all but strut past Beak and Scuff down into the dungeon corridor as if it’s my personal runway. My step falters, but I pretend I’m an actress on set, putting on the show of a lifetime.No one can know. No one can know. I’m just a regular, horny animalia. No mates here.
But the deeper I get into the gloom of cold stone, I canfeelthat something is different.
It’s deathly quiet today. And something heavy vibrates between the cells. A whisper of something powerful.
I avoid looking at Scythe and stride right past his cell, though I can see the gleam of his eyes on me. Savage is standing by his bars as usual, and as I walk up to my patient’s steel door, my shields are back up at full capacity so I can’t see his mating mark.
“Morning,” I say briskly. But I stand there for a moment, trying to figure out what’s changed in my wolf.
Savage has a grin that could light up the whole world at midnight, and it takes my breath away.
His hazel eyes gleam as he says in a low voice, “Hello, princess.” Both of his large, tattooed hands grip the bars so tightly it looks like he wants to rip them apart. My eyes are drawn to something new on his left wrist.
He’s wearing a black hair tie.
