Page 68 of Knightfall
“Yes, again!” I ordered. As his tongue slid down, I arched up. The pleasure warmed my entire body. By the third stroke of his tongue, I was nearly mindless. My legs were thrashing.
A set of lips closed around my nipple.
My eyes flew open to see Quinn, suckling my right breast.
Ryan knelt on my other side. He slid my arm over, to give himself more room.
“WHAT THE SARD!”
Everyone stopped. And my orgasm, my beautiful orgasm, popped like a bubble. It disappeared into thin air as Declan and Quinn stopped what they were doing and turned their heads to stare at Ryan.
Ryan lifted my bleeding wrist. His eyes turned on me accusingly. “What is this, Bloss?”
Declan sat up. He grabbed my wrist and blinked a few times. “Her arm is full of scars.”
Quinn uncovered my other hand, and the matching wound.
I held my breath. I was caught, like a deer.
The men exchanged glances.
Finally, Declan’s eyes settled on mine. “Humans and half-humans have to pay a price for their magic, since humans aren’t naturally magical creatures. Bloss, is the price of peace magic … your blood?”
I couldn’t answer, only widen my eyes.
“It is, isn’t it?” Declan continued, not at all discouraged by my lack of response.
“What the sarding hell does that mean?” Ryan asked.
Declan stroked my wrist gently and said, “It means … if she uses too much power, she dies.”
Chapter Seventeen
“Sard that!” Ryan grabbed me and pulled me away from the others, into his lap. “Don’t you dare use that sarding magic ever again, Bloss.” He cradled me and used his magic to pulse gently over each of the wounds in my skin, closing them. He gritted his teeth and swallowed his rage after.
Quinn stared at me, tears forming in his eyes, until I felt compelled to reach out and take his hand in mine.
I tried to send a little hopping bunny through my thoughts, but he shook his head and kissed my knuckles.
Declan bent his leg and leaned on it, contemplative. “That’s why you’ve always worn long sleeves. Huh. I just thought you were cold.”
I bit my lip and shook my head. I still wasn’t sure how much of the geas was active. I decided to test it. “Padded sleeves.” So, it was loosened. I could say a little.
Ryan turned my head toward him. “But when I was still a guard … we’d have combat practice … your mother would always make you come down and stop us.”
I nodded.
“Bitch,” he tucked me further into him, my face nestled against his rippling pecs.
“That’s why you left,” Declan mused. “Before we married.”
I nodded.
Both Quinn and Ryan looked to him for an explanation.
“If the Queen dies, her knights go with her.”
Ryan squeezed me even harder.
