Page 2 of Hell Fae King
No more deals.
The truth is clear.
Our path is intended.
It’s Vivaxia’s turn to fall.
And I’m going to ensure that happens by teaching Camillia De la Croix how tofly.
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CHAPTER 1
CAMI
Hot red sunlight streamed in through the gauzy curtains, the air holding a note of fire and brimstone, one I never thought I’d want to smell again.
But underneath was a current I adored, one doused in decadence and sin.
Melek,I thought, breathing him in as I rolled toward him on the giant four-poster bed.
Only, another scent lingered here, too.Cinnamon, I realized, inhaling deeply.Burning cinnamon.The aroma mingled with Melek’s richness, making me dizzy with want.
I grabbed his bare thigh, then inched higher to his hips. He hummed in appreciation, his fingers going to my hair as I slid on top of him, ready to wake us both up properly.
My Virtuous Fae mate made me feel bold. Alive.Ready for anything.
“Mmm, I think I like you lust-drunk, Cami,” he murmured, nipping at my bottom lip. “Had I known you would be this insatiable, I would have claimed you at a more opportune time.”
I wasn’t sure what he meant by that, nor did I care. I just wanted to kiss him. Tofuckhim. Or rather, for him to fuck me.
Again.
And again.
Because wow, Melek was… everything. His taste. His touch. Histongue.
I practically melted against him as he kissed me, his wicked mouth undoing every part of me and flooding me with need. I couldn’t hear anything over the roaring in my ears, the sensation of being underwater overwhelming every inch of my being.
Melek smiled, his lips a taunting curve against my own. “Good morning, my king,” he murmured.
My brow furrowed.King?
“Little prince,” a deep voice replied, the warm tone sending ice through my veins.
Ice because it belonged to Typhos Lucifer. The Hell Fae King.
Oh, shit…
That was the source of cinnamon lingering in the air. I was inhisbed. Well, the one he shared with Melek. His mate. Hislittle prince.
A prince I was currently straddling while naked.
I scrambled for the sheets, wanting to cover myself, and unceremoniously fell off of him and onto the mattress near where Lucifer was currently standing.
His dark eyebrow winged upward, his striking blue eyes holding mine.
I swallowed, then grabbed the blanket again in an attempt to wrap myself up in it. But naturally, it was twisted beneath me, making it impossible to complete the task.
