Page 52 of Feathers so Vicious

He wanted me.Badly.

Nobody had ever wanted me at all.

His words emboldened me, making me shift my hips, letting my pelvis join his rhythm. I even dared a glance down between us, watching his crown emerge, shiny and plump, from my curls. A glistening string clung to the slit, dripping into my curls. Seed?

“That’s it, sweet thing.” Deep, masculine groans shook the air. “Roll your hips with mine.”

At those sounds of his pleasure, I rocked against him with more vigor, causing his crown to slip to my entrance once more. To press against it. Dip into me slightly. How would it feel if he pushed inside me? Would it burn? Would it tingle?

“Easy…” Sebian hushed and pulled back, angling his hips just so before he thrust upward and over my mound. “You want me dead, sweetheart? Because Malyr’s going tokillme if I get in there.”

Sebian kept his rhythm for a long time, thrusting at a sensual pace, gliding his shaft over my throbbing bud until tingles sparked through the pool of heat. Sweat broke across my forehead and my toes curled.

“Are you going to come for me, sweetheart?” He slowed his motion, pressing his shaft right on my clit where he pulsed his hips. “Come for me, Galantia. Come for me so good.”

“Sebian…” I cried out as waves of convulsions crested over me, washing them across my body, stringing every muscle tight for several torturous seconds.

“Fuck, I love it when you say my name like that,” he hummed as his pace quickened, letting his moans come closer together, faster, more desperate. “I’m going to make such a mess on your belly, sweetheart.”

Mind drowning under the flood of pleasure and bliss, I barely noticed how he lost his rhythm, stalled, picked it up again, stalled once more. Only when wet warmth splashed against my belly to the sound of hisoomph, did I look down, watching how ropes of glistening seed shot from his crown. Lots of them. They coated my belly, hit the flesh of my breast, pooled in my navel.

Sebian breathed hard for a while, his cock twitching, until he nuzzled the top of my head. “Let’s get you cleaned up.”

Muscles numb, mind dazed, I watched how he fished his trousers from the floor. He wiped his seed from my belly with it, gave his still-jutting cock a quick wipe down, then tossed it into the darkness.

“Come on, under the furs with you.” He lowered himself down next to me, pulled me close against him until my head rested on his chest, and draped several large furs over us.

“What if Malyr finds us like this?”

“He’s been pretty preoccupied these days,” he said. “Besides, he won’t bother you while you’re with me, I promise. Just… try to sleep for once.”

I nodded, inhaling the musk of his skin. “Can I ask you something?”

“Sure.”

“Where is your fated mate?”

Time passed in strikes of lightning and rumbles of thunder before he finally said, “Sparkling among the stars.”

Dead.

At that realization, I remembered how shaggy one of his ravens had looked the day Sebian had captured me. Had he ever met her? Or had his ravens started pulling their feathers out one day, announcing her death before he ever had the chance to find her? That one person he had been fated to love forever?

My heart ached for him when I closed my eyes, the storm drowned-out against the even beat of his heart. As my body grew lax, I found an unexpected sense of safety in the embrace of this Raven—the one who’d suffered immense loss at the hands of the man who would hold me next…

At that thought, I curled myself tighter against him. “Thank you for keeping me safe tonight.”

His chest stilled, skipping a breath, until it returned its rhythm to the tousling of his fingers in my hair. “Sleep.”

ChapterEighteen

Sebian

Present day, Deepmarsh Castle, Sebian’s chamber

Thank you for keeping me safe.

Those words echoed, making it easy enough to ignore the stings of pain under the weight of Galantia’s head. She slept the sunrise away in my marred arm, her breathing deep and even. How long since I’d last held a woman like this?

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