Page 81 of The Crownless King
Levi licked the blood slowly creeping down her neck from his bite before latching again, this time in another spot. He growled at her taste as her hips undulated on top of him. She chanted his name and he fed from his mate. As he took her blood, he used the link between them to feed his strength into her. Retracting his teeth from her neck, he moaned as blood trickled from that new bite.
Lifting her breast, he bit down, but didn’t feed from there. He wanted her to bleed for him. He retracted his teeth andleaned his head back, growling in feral satisfaction. Blood slid down her mahogany skin, filling the steamy air with a copper scent that pleased him. Gripping her hips, Levi lifted, driving his dick deeper. Amaya screamed out, her nails digging into him. He leaned forward, licking the blood from her skin, sliding his cheek against her neck.
She pulled his head back, gripping his chin tightly, licking across his face. She matched his fucking fire, exactly as his queen should.
“Shit, Maya,” he cursed, slamming up into her.
“Come for me,” she demanded, her grip on his face tightening.
Damn if he could stop the eruption that exploded from him. His mate thankfully followed him over the edge, clamping down on his dick with a keening cry. Euphoria flooded his body, and for a moment his vision went dark around the edges as his orgasm swept him. He could only tremble beneath her as he throbbed inside of her warm pussy.
Amaya started laughing, rubbing her face against his. It was his first clue that his mate wasn’t wrapped too tight.
And fuck if that didn’t make him love her more.
Chapter thirty
All day, Amaya’s thoughts had been consumed with her mother leaving. Levi had let her vent, even while he advocated for Anita. In a way, she understood her mate just a little more. She wanted to hold her mother hostage so that she could never leave the compound. It was the one way she was sure Anita would be safe. But she and her mother were similar enough for Amaya to know that Anita would only allow it but for so long. Not since she was a teenager and spending weekends with Tracy at their family’s compound had Amaya been separated from her mother.
She was already getting separation anxiety and Anita had just left the house last night.
She sighed and waved off Bronx’s concerned look. “I’m fine. Just moping,” she told him.
He nodded and led her from the Archive. She couldn’t wait to get home. She missed her mate. Raven had brought up her working nights and Amaya was giving serious thought to it. Only mated for a few weeks and she already hated being on a different sleeping schedule from Levi.
Amaya frowned when they reached the Atrium. Her cousin was pacing the space, her face relaxing the moment she spotted Amaya. For a moment, déjà vu hit her, and she feared what kind of news her cousin was bringing to her. It was like Paul all over again. Did Tracy also have bad news?
“Amaya,” Tracy breathed out, pulling her into a tight hug.
“What’s wrong?”
“Mom wants to see you,” was Tracy’s answer.
Amaya frowned. “Why didn’t she just come with you?”
Tracy gave her a guilty look before looking away. “The elders are calling for you to come to the compound.”
She snorted. “The elders can’t make me do shit. I haven’t been a part of that compound in my life.”
Tracy clasped her hands. “Please, Amaya.”
Her gaze traced her cousin’s face and she saw the concern along with a hint of fear. What had they threatened Tracy with to get her to pass along their message?
“Fine.” She sighed. “Bronx, we’ll need to stop at my family’s compound.”
He nodded and pulled out his phone. Amaya knew he was checking in with Sebastian to tell him of the change of plans. She reached out to her mate, wanting him to hear it from her directly.
‘King.’
He answered her immediately, a warm tide filling her mind.‘Yes, baby doll?’
‘I’m headed to my family’s compound. The elders want to see me.’
‘I’ll meet you there.’
‘I can handle it,’she promised him.‘You’ve had me working on my defensive magic. Trust me, I’ll be okay.’
He was silent for a few moments before he conceded.‘Make sure Bronx is with you at all times.’
