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That was how the one beneath the Sovereign House worked, so I assumed this one did as well, despite it’s magic being a little fucked up. Samara just hummed her agreement as we walked back down the aisle, arm in arm, neither of us speaking.

Chapter Ten

Samara

“FUCK!”Kieran yelled as I buried my fangs into his neck. His thrusts became harsher, and my thighs trembled while I matched his pace as I straddled him on the couch in my suite. One hand was tightly wound up in my hair, and the other gripped my ass so hard, I knew I’d have bruises. A delicious heat was building in my core as his breathing grew ragged, and I knew we were close.

He’d already made me come several times with his fingers and tongue, but I just couldn’t get enough of him. I pulled away from his neck, blood dripping down my chin, and arched my back. Kieran released my hair, both hands moving to grip my hips as he pounded into me. Then he leaned forward, kissing and licking my breast before sucking a nipple into his mouth.

I let myself lean back as far as I could, trusting Kieran to not let me fall, and reached one hand down, brushing over my already sensitive clit as a breathy moan slipped from my lips.

“That’s it, gorgeous,” Kieran growled. “Play with that clit for me while I fuck this amazing pussy of yours.” His wordshad me practically coming as my fingers swirled through my hot slickness and pushed down on my clit.

“Harder, Kier!” I screamed.

He let go of my breast and leaned back against the cushions, his grip punishing as he did as I commanded, the new angle allowing him to reach even deeper. I couldn’t stop the scream that erupted out of me as I came hard all over his cock, and Kieran bellowed as he came with me.

With trembling muscles, I leaned forward and slumped against his chest. “First part of the plan, done,” I panted.

Kieran laughed as his arms wrapped around me. “I don’t know. Maybe we should go again just so everyone knows for sure where we are and what we’re doing.”

“That’s what you said an hour ago,” I mumbled into his chest. “Besides, I’m running out of dirty things to scream.”

He tightened his arms around me. “Just please be careful, Sam.”

I raised my head enough to meet his gaze. “I will, I promise. It’s probably nothing anyway, but I know I saw that glyph in the caves by the beach. I think it’s just an escape route, but the Fae might have left something there, and we need to find it before Draven does.” I pursed my lips. “He suspected I was holding something back earlier about the symbol. I know he did.”

“He’s always been annoyingly observant,” Kieran said tightly.

“You okay?” I asked, searching his face for the answer. “I know it’s got to be difficult being around him again, and I’m sorry I have to spend so much time with him.”

“It’s okay,” Kieran assured me. “Is it fucked up that I’m kind of glad he’s here? I should hate him. After everything that’s happened between me and him, and us knowing what we do about him and the wraiths . . . plus him trying to marry you for probably bullshit reasons. But . . .” He trailed off.

I kissed him gently. “You missed him.”

“This is all kinds of fucked.” He blew out a breath. “I’m stillinsideyou and I’m thinking abouthim.”

“Lucky for you, my ego is unshakable.” I bit down on his bottom lip hard enough to draw blood, and he groaned. “I’m equally fucked, because I was thinking about him too, and Alaric.”

The glass ball containing a memory from Draven was currently sitting on the table in front of my settee, nestled amidst books and paperwork. I hadn’t scrounged up the courage to see what he’d transferred to it and didn’t know if I’d ever be able to.

“We arefantasticat complicated relationships.” Kieran brushed my hair back over my shoulder, gold streaking through his brown eyes. “I love you, Sam. Whatever happens with the others, you have me forever.”

“I love you too, Kier.” I snuggled back down against his chest and breathed in his scent. Kieran always reminded me of dawn on a spring day. If I closed my eyes, I could almost picture the dewdrops hanging off the tulips that bloomed early in our garden. “We’ll figure the rest of it out.”

“The rest being the evil prince who we both have the hots for, the Marshal who may or may not kill you, and my asshole best friend who is absolutely in love with you and refusing to admit it?”

“Yes. That.” I let out a husky laugh. “I’m reasonably sure Vail isn’t going to kill me. At this point, he’s had two chances, and both times, he’s ended up saving me instead.”

“After trying to kill you,” Kieran pointed out.

“I mean, he didn’t try that hard.” Reluctantly, I raised myself off Kieran, both of us groaning as he slid out of me. “If Vail truly wanted me dead, then I’d be dead.”

“Was that meant to be comforting?” He gave me a flatlook. “Because given that you’re about to go traipsing around in a cave with him, I’m gonna let you know it’s not.”

I cleaned myself off with a towel before pulling on some clothes. Not much point in rinsing off, considering where I was headed. “Alaric will be there too.” I quickly braided my hair and then wrapped it up in a bun.

Kieran walked over to where I was standing by the window, concern stamped all over his face. “Don’t say anything to piss off Alaric. He might shove you into the water, and then you’ll come back smelling like seaweed.”

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