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His words should outrage me, but instead the throbbing in my core mounts, and I find myself stepping closer to him. Once I’m in reaching distance, he takes hold of my underwear and tears the flimsy fabric from my body. Before I have time to react, he’s done the same to my chemise. A whimper resounds from my throat.

“I like that noise you just made, little nymph.” He pulls me flush against his naked form and places his lips at my ear. “Do itagain.” His fingers tangle in my hair and he tugs, not especially hard but just enough to draw another whimper from me. His rigid length presses against my stomach.

Eventually, he draws back to meet my eyes. My legs tremble as excited quivers assail my body, and I become lightheaded and dazed with lust as I stare up at the big, handsome fae lord who will claim me before the night is over.

His words from earlier echo in my head, and I become heated all over.

You do realize I’m going to rut you until you’re sore and dripping with my seed tonight, don’t you? Over and fucking over.

Without warning, he scoops me up in his arms and carries me toward the nearest spring. He enters the water, and I groan with pleasure as the warmth surrounds me.

“I like that noise even better,” he says just before he kisses me.

CHAPTER 20

KAIDEN

Seatedon a ledge submerged within the spring, I cradle Mira in my arms. The glow of ushha from the forest surrounds us, lending an aura of magic to the atmosphere. Home. Though I’m not in Linnshire, the Summer Court is still home, and I’m glad to have the little nymph on familiar lands. Even if we must depart in the morning and return to Trevos.

One day, I will bring her to Linnshire. Perhaps in a few months, we’ll manage a quick trip. I would take her there tonight, but the visit would add an extra day to our journey, and I’ve been away from Trevos for too long already. Plus, I don’t want to risk exposing her to the greshhlins until I’m better able to assess her powers.

Now that I know Mira is part-fae, I’ve been thinking more about the prophecy. Maybe she possesses powers of which she’s not yet aware. Of course, if she is only able to influence plant growth, I will not fault her for it, and I can’t deny it’s a good skill to have.

But if she’s not able to create and maintain wards, or fight malevolent spirit beings by any other methods, I will have to take extra care with her when we eventually relocate to Linnshire. I remind myself that I’ll likely be stationed in Trevos for many years, so we have time to assess her full powers and determine what kind of extra precautions must be taken.

No matter what, I will keep her safe. I will protect her from whatever dangers might come our way. I take solace in the knowledge that if she’s ever in danger, I’ll likely feel it again and be able to sense her location. Just like when she was being attacked by the creditors.

I imagine that once we consummate our union, the mating bond will become even stronger between us. Perhaps we’ll be able to share thoughts with one another. My parents could communicate that way, even from great distances, and I find myself growing more eager to discover how the mating bond will eventually manifest.

The sound of nighttime insects increases, swelling around us as the sun disappears completely behind the Trusshan Mountains. I press a kiss atop Mira’s head and draw in a deep inhale of her floral scent. Gods, everything about her is addictive and I’m not sure I’ll ever get enough.

My cock throbs beneath her bottom.

Tonight, I’ll claim her.

In the middle of a Summer Court forest.

She stretches her legs out a bit and gives me a sweet smile. “This feels amazing. I wish there were hot springs in Trevos. I could get used to this.”

I smile. “It’s only a few hours’ flight time from here to Trevos. We can visit now and then.”

“I still can’t believe how quickly you can fly and how great a distance you can cover in just a day. It’s very unfair. I want wings.”

“Unless your great great-grandfather, or however far back it goes, was an exceptionally high born fae, such as a prince, I doubt you will manage to summon wings.” I hug her close. “But I am more than happy to fly you around. You may consider me your personal transport.”

“Lucky me.” She caresses my chest softly as the steam from the pool swirls upward. Her eyes become hooded, and she squirms on my lap, causing me to groan as my cock slips directly between her thighs, sliding against her warm chasm.

“We’re supposed to be getting clean, little nymph, and here you are tempting me.” I give her a scolding look even as I grasp her hips and press her down on my appendage. My length throbs between her nether lips, but I’m not quite inside her. Not yet but soon.

Her breath falters and her cheeks become darker in the ushha glow. Blushing. She’s seated on my lap with my cock sliding along her core, blushing like a sweet little virgin. But I remind myself that perhaps she has experience. I’ve never asked. Not that it matters.

Even if she’s lain with others, I will be her last and her only until death one day parts us. I will also erase the memory of whoever might’ve come before with the exceptionally hard pounding I plan to give her. Even if she is an innocent, she’s part-fae and she can take it. She can withstand the rigors of a long, hard fucking.

Mischief glints in her eyes, and she squirms on my lap again.

I decide we’re clean enough, and I stand with her in my arms and exit the pool, eager to lay her down on a soft bed of moss and fuck her senseless. As though reading my mind, the moss growth I approach becomes thicker and larger. The long, glittering branches of a nearby willow tree also extend to create a makeshift curtain that dances in the breeze.

I lay my little nymph down on the green bed, and she smirks up at me. “Show off,” I mutter, then lean down to press my lips to hers.

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