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“By the Great Mother,” I muttered, bracing my free hand on my thigh, my shaft still throbbing with release that ebbed and flowed through me, making my head spin and heart labour.
The magic.
It was just the magic of Beltane in the air.
It had intoxicated me more than I had known and that was the reason I was half blind from an orgasm that had shaken me to my core.
The magic was the reason I had climaxed so hard.
Not the bewitching little wolf who had cried my name when her mating frenzy had shattered.
Chapter 22
SAPHIRA
It wasn’t the bird song that woke me. It was the warmth that flowed through my limbs, warmth that I floated on, luxuriating in the divine perfection of the feeling of weightlessness and peace. I stretched my arms out, sinking into it, feeling more relaxed than I had ever done and unwilling to question what had caused it.
Until I edged my right leg out further and that calm warmth was joined by a touch of soreness between my thighs.
I bolted upright in bed.
“Oh my gods.”
Humiliation and horror combined to have me curling into a ball, burying my face in my knees as I hugged them to my chest.
“Oh my gods,” I groaned into the black covers.
Thetatteredblack covers.
I groaned again, willing the earth of Lucia to open up and swallow me, because I wasn’t sure I could face what I had done.
I certainly couldn’t face Kaeleron.
I rolled onto my side, pulling the shredded covers over my head, trying to shut out the still-far-too-hot replay of himholding my gaze as he feasted between my thighs. Oh my gods. What had I done?
What had felt good. Right. That’s what I had done.
I had surrendered to my instincts as Kaeleron had told me to, had released the hold I’d had on all my needs and wants, pushing through my inhibitions and unleashing a side of me I had never known existed.
A carnal, wicked side.
A side that wasn’t afraid to do what I wanted, to take what I wanted.
And it had felt freeing.
Wonderful, in fact.
But that didn’t mean I was going to parade around the castle like a peacock, my chin held high and not a care in the world. I was going to do what old Saphira wanted me to do.
I was going to avoid the heck out of Kaeleron and pretend last night hadn’t happened.
That a powerful dark fae king hadn’t been the one to give me not only my first orgasm.
But my firstten.
All in one night.
I groaned into the covers, “Oh my gods.”
