Page 83 of Dark & Dreadful Brutes

I cried out as he slid three fingers inside me, stretching me while he ate my clit with renewed fire.

“You’d better soak this damn bed. I want you sweating, writhing, and desperate,” Ravv said into my mind. He dragged his teeth over my clit again, and I cried out as another climax hit me.

I was a panting mess when I came down from the high, so he got exactly what he wanted.

Honestly though, I couldn’t complain either.

My stomach was growling and the sun was shining brightly by the time we cleaned up and made it to the dining hall.

Ravv was keeping his distance from me again. Even though I knew it was only because his people wanted us dead, it still messed with my mind.

I wanted him to hold my hand.

To touch my arm.

To drag me close.

It was disorienting to go from touching so much to acting like we didn’t want to be near each other at all.

We sat with a few of his warriors again, though Elwynne and Orvay were both noticeably absent. I knew two of them from dinner the night before, and they both said something about it. When I explained that Coarse had gone with me, Ravv thankfully didn’t get mad.

He did tell me that I wasn’t allowed to leave his side without letting him know where I was going again, though.

After our late breakfast, we headed out to the idorr portion of town. I played with the cubs while Ravv asked them for their help protecting me, and when a few of the unmated idorr agreed, we headed off so I could see my house.

Ravv and I left the distance between us as we walked with all three of the idorr who had become my temporary protectors. Two were male, and one was female. I couldn’t remember their names, but I would memorize them when I wasn’t so nervous about seeing the house Ravv had given me.

It seemed strange that he gave me his own home, even though he wasn’t going to live there. It made me wonder what the rest of his people would think—and whether I’d eventually lose my house if he decided he wanted it back.

Though I didn’t want to admit any of that aloud, I had to consider it.

What would I do if I never bonded with an idorr, and lost my house? I could move in with Jern and Gora. They would let me, but I really, really didn’t want to do that, for all of our sakes.

I could go back to Jirev. None of the kings had been nice, but Kier’s city and people had seemed welcoming enough. I could offer to do… well, honestly, I didn’t know.

Maybe I needed to find a way to get in contact with the gargoyles. The gargoyle man who’d captured me in the Sands had mentioned me helping in their forges. If I could do that, I’d have some use. But I didn’t know how gargoyles felt about humans, or whether I’d be safe in the Chasm with them. And it was the Chasm, so instinctually, I didn’t want to live there.

Then again, Ravv had said they could use me to melt ice to make their lives easier. He could’ve been making it up in an attempt to help me feel better about my shitty magic, but there was a chance it was true.

He led me up to the door of the smallest house on the street. It was made of ice, like the others, but was a simple, no-nonsense building.

As I took in the shape of it, I decided that I liked it.

Maybe I even loved it. Only time would tell.

He opened it up without any resistance or keys. I knew the fae only locked their doors when they were inside, so that didn’t surprise me.

I stepped inside behind him and one of the idorr, my gaze scanning the space. It was simple, with two bedrooms, a kitchen, and a living area with a comfortable-looking couch. Both bedrooms had beds in them, and there were rugs over most of the smooth ice floors, but none of it looked lived-in.

Yet it was mine, at least for the moment.

And that made me love it.

“Thank you,” I whispered, as I dragged my fingers lightly over the soft fabric on the couch. I’d have to be careful not to burn it, but I would manage.

“Save your thanks.”

When I glanced over my shoulder at him, I found his lips curved upward just the tiniest bit. He said into my mind, “You’ll still spend every night with me, either here or in my castle.”

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