Page 103 of The Bones of the Cursed

She licks her lips. “Harder.”

Holy shit. My knees nearly buckle, taking all of my strength to remain upright.

Her big blue eyes stare up at me. Who am I to say no to her desires?

I tap her cheek with my painfully hard dick. This time when she opens her mouth, I thrust in and don’t stop. She keeps her mouth open wide, her eyes locked with mine. The little gagging sounds she makes almost make me finish down her throatbefore I’m ready. Tears leak down her face, and I swear in this moment she is the sexiest thing I have ever laid eyes on.

“Well, well, well. What do we have here?” Malakai’s rough voice breaks into our moment, and Alanis moans around me. His voice makes me shudder as I quickly pull out and throw her over my shoulder. Her squeals of delight reverberate through the hall.

“Just having some fun!” I call over my shoulder. “Care to join?”

I slap her ass hard through her breeches, throwing her on the bed as soon as we enter our room. I move towards her head, thrusting back down her throat the instant she drops her mouth open for me. I watch as Mal rips her clothes to shreds, leaning forward to bite her shoulder as he thrusts into her. Watching him take her at his brutal pace is almost too much, made even more tenuous when his eyes meet mine.

Her breathing grows ragged. She’s so close. I’m not going to last any longer. I need her to come with me. I reach down, twirling my finger over her tiny little bud, my fingers grazing Malakai as he pushes deeper into her. He shudders and her back starts to arch. I feel lightning shooting up my spine. I pinch her clit just as my orgasm crashes into me.

She screams around me and my vision blurs with how hard my release tears through me. When I collapse next to her, we are both sweaty and out of breath. Malakai slowly pulls from her to lay next to us, breathing hard. Turning my head, I caress her face. I love this woman more than I ever thought it was possible to love someone.

“Alanis?”

She opens heavy eyes to look at me. “Hmm?”

“I love you.”

She smiles softly, half asleep. “I love you, too, Kai.”

My heart aches. When her grandmother told us how long aloophole would take to create, my heart seized in my chest so badly that I wondered if I was having a heart attack. Alanis’s heartbeat skyrocketed, but she didn’t fight. It’s like she just accepted it.

She accepted that she will die.

I meet Malakai’s gaze above her head, his eyes reflecting the same sadness I feel.

He places a kiss to her brow. “I will love you through this life and the next, firecracker.”

My heart seizes in my chest, knowing that soon I may lose them both.

- ALANIS -

I wake with a soreness between my legs. Malakai and Kailu sleep soundly beside me, and I smile at the memory of our dirty encounter. Gods, every time with them just gets better. I quickly bathe before heading down to grab breakfast. I’ve just reached the kitchen when I catch a glimpse of Elion, ducking around a corner. I follow behind him silently.

He’s acting cagey. He takes the corridor to the cellar and I pause at the bottom step. His footsteps have halted. I peek around the corner. He is just standing in the dark, cold basement.

I feel the shift in the air before I see her. The Banshee.

She comes forward, softly touching Elion’s face. “I don’t have long.”

Elion groans. “I hate this, I hate that you have to go back to him. I hate that I can’t figure out how to fix this. I hate that I can’t free you from this damned curse, or learn who cursed you.”

My heart constricts at the pain in his voice. Something he said catches my attention, though. I step out from the stairway andboth sets of eyes flick towards me.

“Lani, I can explain.” Elion looks panicked, as if he fears I’ll be mad at him. The Banshee looks at me with keen eyes, observing every emotion I show.

“Explain what? You owe me no explanation, Eli, when it comes to someone you love.”

His mouth drops open, and I swear the Banshee’s cheeks redden.

“I overheard your conversation. Your curse…” I look at the Banshee. “Do you remember when you were cursed?”

She shakes her head. “When someone is cursed to become a Banshee, their memories are wiped away. They forget everything, everyone, they were prior. I get glimpses here and there, but nothing solid. Nothing that can help me or give you any type of information.”

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