Page 104 of MidKnight
Malia cleared her throat uncomfortably.
But whoever wasdoing the storywith Ember failed to care. He must have been too close to firing off. He started pumping more rapidly, even as Ember spotted Malia and leaned up to say something. Her wings lowered and a man’s hand reached down to slam her torso into the pedestal.
“I’m not finished,” Abbas growled, coming into view. His black curls fell to his shoulders and his beard looked bigger and rougher than the last time I’d seen him. His tan skin and defined body showed no signs of the abuse that had been wrought in my dungeons. He had both hands. He’d been magically healed. The tattoos on his biceps flexed as he held Ember down and continued to pump into her.
My entire body twitched with anticipation. Instead of fear, determination filled me. I was going to rip that sarding wicked excuse for a—
“I wish you would stop,” Ember commanded.
Her black ring sparked with gold for a second. A cloud of twinkling yellow specks filled the air. And then Abbas froze. Ember pushed herself up off the column. She lifted her leg and slid Abbas’ hard, thick cock out of her as she walked around him. His hands clenched in fury. His cock was still red and swollen, begging for attention.
Good. Let him suffer.
Ember didn’t give him a second glance. She lazily tossed on a silky black wrap that she scooped off the cave floor. She pulled the material tight around herself and knotted it behind her neck. Then she strode over to Malia, her lavender eyes scanning Declan—scanning me—dismissively. “I told you to bring Declan.”
“He never showed. I took her and told the rest to find him and bring him or I’d off her.”
Ember’s eyes closed in fury. Her lips pressed together. I could almost hear her counting in her head. She turned back to Abbas. “You can finish in one of them.”
Malia’s eyes widened, and she scrambled backward, tripping over a broken column of rock. “I did what you—”
“You failed.”
“You can’t just let him—” she didn’t finish her sentence. Because just then, Abbas slammed Declan into the angular wall columns. Our vision of the scene went red, as Declan struggled to see. Abbas’ fist reared back and connected with Declan’s face, smashing it into the columns again.
“Shite! We need to move!” I stepped toward the edge of the tree line.
“No!” Ryan yanked me back. “We aren’t just going to be able to get in there past all those soldiers. We need a diversion first.”
Cerena rubbed her hands together and looked at Donaloo. “Ideas?”
Donaloo sighed and shook his head, “Ideas need time to germinate. To take root and grow. They need time to culminate in a magic show.” He clapped his hands and immediately all the evergreen trees around us yanked their roots out of the ground and stood on those roots as if they were legs. Their needles shook and changed shape, transforming into long, thin green arrows, their sharpened points facing outward, glinting in the moonlight.
The pine soldiers started to march on the mountain. The ground shook beneath them. Loud thunks announced each of their steps.
Cerena stared at Donaloo with wide eyes. Her jaw went slack.
Isla and Raj’s soldiers heard the racket and poured out of the mountain to confront the threat. The trees spit arrows at them en masse. The soldiers didn’t have time to react. They simply fell down, bodies as riddled with spikes as any porcupine.
I didn’t have time to be impressed. I ran over to Quinn and grabbed his arm.
Show me what’s happening to Declan!I demanded.
Quinn shook his head. I shook him roughly.That’s a damned royal order! You show me.
Quinn showed me Declan—still in my body. He was doubled over, clenching his arm. Abbas waved a severed hand in front of Declan. My hand. The hand he’d chopped off my knight. The sick shite was still naked.
“Oh, I wish you’d use that to pleasure yourself,” Ember murmured.
Gold sparkles ensued. Abbas took the severed hand and used it to stroke himself. His dick hadn’t even gone soft.
My heart tripled its beat. Panic soaked my thoughts. I was suddenly drenched in sweat.
Declan’s vision flickered.
I took off running, sliding my cloak up over myself so that I was completely invisible.
“Wait!” Connor yelled at me. “The trees are still—”
