Page 32 of Oath-Maker

Lucius nodded. “And our mate bond.”

“So, you’re feeling better?” I asked hopefully. “Back to normal?”

“Nearly so.” He leaned down and kissed me again, which answered my next question before I could ask it. I wondered if he’d been pissed about my decision. But if he was here, contacting me this way, kissing me like this, then there was little chance that anger still existed. “I’m worried for you, Ayla. You shouldn’t have left me like that.”

“I’m sorry, I had to.”

“Why?” he asked, and there was the anger I’d been expecting. It burned in his eyes on shades of guilt. Like he wanted to be angry but couldn’t be. Not fully.

“I thought…” I trailed off. “I thought I could fix this. But I’m okay here. It’s going to work out.”

The anger and worry left his eyes as he dipped his head to kiss my neck. Chills coursed down my spine straight to my core. My toes curled. I wrapped my arms around his neck to hold him close. “I miss you, and I want this to be over. But I’m okay. I actually have really good news.”

As I spoke, his fingers slipped down the thin straps of the nightgown I was wearing in this shared dream and he pulled down the top. His head dipped between my breasts now, planting soft but hungry kisses as he went.

“Good,” he murmured hot against my skin. “What is the news?”

I chuckled lightly and cupped his face so I could draw it back up to me. “Talk first and… what, dream sex second?”

Lucius smirked. “Both at the same time, please. I’m not sure how long this will hold.” His fingers trailed up the inside of my thigh as if to underscore his urgency.

“Okay,” I said. Already, his mouth was back on my breast. I moaned as he ran his tongue over me and slid a finger across my core at the same time. I was instantly so ready for him. I could feel it in the smooth way his fingers wandered. “We have paladins inside Lightport who are with us. They can fight alongside me, and we’ll hit the Guardian’s army from both sides.”

Lucius slid two fingers inside me and I gasped loudly. I felt him smile against my breast before he gave his attention to the other. My hips lifted off the bed as Lucius pumped his fingers inside me. His thumb joined in, pressing against my bundle of nerves in a circular motion. “Good. Having an attack from both sides is effective.”

“You’re telling me.” I gasped as my orgasm rushed toward me.

Lucius had a knack for being able to send my body right toward immeasurable pleasure. Or maybe his natural skills were being amplified by the dream. I didn’t feel our shared magic mix between us in here at least. But that was probably because the mate bond itself was facilitating this connection.

Lucius backed off then and I could have cried. “We’ll be there in three days’ time.”

“Three days?” I asked, although it came out like more of a whine than anything else. But not in response to how long until the attack.

Lucius glanced up at me as his fingers returned to my core. “Patience, Ayla. Things like this take time.”

My hips bucked again. My orgasm had left in the seconds his hand had been gone, but Lucius soon had me mewling once more. I cried out his name. Then he withdrew again.

“Lucius,” I growled. “Please.”

My mate rose then and, in a flash, his clothes were gone. He knelt between my legs, put his hands beneath my hips, and lifted me up with his length along my core. “I saidpatience.” He moved slowly, pressing the tip against my entrance.

“Lucius,please. Didn’t you just say you weren’t sure how much time we had?” I’d never been more frustrated in my life. I certainly hadn’texpecteddream sex with Luciusever, but now that we were here, now that he wastherebetween my legs, I was going to protest so loudly if he didn’t slam into me that he’d hear me from Lightport.

Lucius chuckled at the frustration on my face. My cheeks flushed. I was about to protest again when he slid inside me so slowly, I was sure I’d burn from the inside out as pleasure and frustration mixed together. By the time he slid fully inside, I was sure I’d burst.

I moved my hips, very eager and impatient, but Lucius held me in place.

“I don’t have patience,” I said before he could tell me to be patient again.

Lucius dipped his head to kiss me. I captured his lips with mine instead and tried to show him how desperately I wanted this. He drew back smiling. “I know. But you’ll need it. I need three days to collect an army and make sure this is done right.”

“Cool, fine,” I said, my voice a little too insistent, even for me. “Don’t make me beg, Lucius.”

A mischievous look crossed his face. “I think I like it when you beg.”

I opened my mouth to protest and he moved.Gods, did he move. He set an impossible pace, from zero to one hundred, that had me melting beneath him and crying out his name. Thank the gods this was just a dream and no one was around to hear me like this.

Lucius held firm on my hips as he pounded into me, and his thumb came to find my bundle of nerves. It was all I could do to fist the sheets on both sides of me and hope I didn’t fall apart from pleasure because the orgasm that had been eluding me before came screaming now, barreling into me. I cried out, moaning loudly as my hips bucked off the bed. But Lucius didn’t slow down. He was hitting hard and at a rhythm that coaxed another orgasm from me within seconds. Only then did he bear down, chasing his own release.

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