Page 47 of Court of Lies and Deceit

Next to us, our four companions frown at her bossy command. But, just like me, they seem to realize that Jocasta wants us to win just as much as we do, and that she will give us our best chance to do that. So in the end, they just shrug and walk towards the door to get the practice dummies.

Draven watches them for a few seconds before shifting his attention back to Jocasta. The white-haired fae, however, is solely focused on me.

“Alright,” she says, her eyes still on me, as she motions for Draven to take a few steps back. “I want to see how you create emotions. So demonstrate on him and create whatever emotion you want.”

After moving a little back as requested, Draven just turns to face me, looking completely relaxed. Yet again, I’m practically stabbed by the realization of just how much Draven actually trusts me. But I can barely concentrate on that right now, because I’m so confused by Jocasta’s order.

“You meanmanipulate, right?” I begin hesitantly. “Choose one of the emotions he’s already feeling and manipulate it?”

“Well, I suppose we’ll get to that too. But first I want to see you create emotions.”

Frowning deeply, I shake my head in confusion. “What do you meancreate emotions?”

She draws back, blinking at me in surprise. Then she rolls her eyes and blows out a frustrated sigh. “You haven’t even learned how to do that yet? Malachi’s balls, you’re much weaker than I thought.” She massages her brows. “This is going to be difficult.”

“No, I…” I almost trip over the words trying to get them out of my mouth fast enough. “I’ve been practicing with my magic for over a hundred and fifty years. I’m good at what I do. But it’s notpossibleto create emotions from nothing. There needs to be a spark there first. That’s how it works.”

Jocasta stares at me as if I had just told her that wearing pants outdoors is overrated. Then she lets out another long sigh. Breaking eye contact, she instead turns to Draven and flicks her wrist. “Come stand closer to her.”

I turn to Draven as well when he starts towards me. And even before my gaze lands on him, I can feel the irresistible pull ofhis body. Can feel the way his entire presence just consumes me. And when my gaze finally finds him, it sets my blood aflame.

His muscular body moves with lethal grace as he advances on me. I rake my gaze over his powerful body, suddenly desperate to touch him. I want to run my hands all over him. Trace his sharp abs and rake my fingers down his back and lick that absolutely sinful V that I know hides underneath his armor until I reach his cock. Fuck, I want to wrap my hands around his cock. I don’t want to wait anymore. I want him now.

Fire rushes through my body as I drag my gaze up to Draven’s eyes and find them burning with lust as well. He comes to a halt right in front of me. His chest heaves, as if he is struggling to contain himself. But I don’t want him to contain himself. I want him to rip my clothes off and fuck me hard against the wall. No, I want to riphisclothes off and fuck him hard. I want everything. Everything. And I want it now.

Lust burns through my entire soul like wildfire.

And my restraint snaps.

Grabbing the back of his neck, I yank his sinful mouth down to mine and kiss him desperately. He kisses me back as if he’s starving. As if he has waited millennia for this. I press myself harder against his firm chest. Fuck, I want to feel everything.

There is a hunger inside me. A new hunger. A desperate hunger. Something that feels different from before. Stronger. More mindless. More irresistible.

Fuck, I want him. I’m going to die if I don’t get him.

I rake my fingers down his chest, but all I can feel is the hard dragon scale of his armor. I want to feelhim. I need to feel him. Right now.

My fingers fumble with the clasp of his belt, practically yanking it open while Draven continues to steal the breath from my lungs with furious kisses. I try to shove his pants down, but because it’s his armor and not normal pants, I only manage toget them open enough to reach his cock. It hardens instantly in my hand as I wrap my fingers around it.

A delicious moan rips from Draven’s chest as I slide my hand up and down his cock. That burning lust inside me flares up even brighter. Oh fuck, I need him. I need him more than I need air. I can’t even wait another twenty seconds for him to take his clothes off. If I don’t get him now, I’m going to die.

Breaking the desperate kiss, I drop to my knees in front of him. His golden eyes burn with uncontrollable lust as he watches me kneel before him and slide my hand down along his throbbing cock. With my hand still gripping the base, I lean forward and take his thick cock into my mouth.

Another desperate moan rips from deep within his chest. The sound makes my clit throb with need.

I slide my lips back up and then lick along the side of his cock before swirling my tongue around his tip. His hand shoots out and grips my hair. Lust burns through me as his fingers tighten, holding my hair in a firm grip. I draw my hand up and down the base of his cock while I work my lips and tongue on the other half.

That fire inside me is so intense that I can’t concentrate on anything else. I could spend my entire life like this. On my knees sucking Draven’s cock. I don’t need anything else. I don’t need?—

In a flash, that all-consuming wildfire of lust inside me disappears.

It evaporates so abruptly that it feels as if someone forcibly ripped the emotion out of me.

The experience is so jarring that I just sit there, still on my knees with Draven’s cock in my mouth, and stare up at him. He stares back down at me, his eyes wide, looking just as shocked as I feel.

A smug chuckle cuts through the strange ringing in my ears. “And that’s how you create an emotion. Lust, in this case.”

The sound of Jocasta’s voice jolts me out of my stupor. I quickly release my grip on Draven’s cock and slide it out of my mouth. That seems to snap him back to reality too, because he blinks several times and gives his head a hard shake.

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