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I shook my head, peering back at him watching me, practically devouring me with his eyes.

“I can’t let you go without one last taste, little human,” he says, grabbing my hips before hooking his finger into the waist band of my jeans, sliding it down my legs.

I shudder as the cold air brushes against my exposed ass. Without warning, his palm connects against my ass causing a moan to slip out.

“Even though you won’t remember me, I’ll make sure that you still feel me after you leave.” Before I can process his words, he sinks his cock into me.

My mouth falls open and I tighten my grip on the edge of the Altar. He pulls out just enough before slamming back into me with so much force that the Altar starts to shift.

I try my best to contain the sounds that threaten to escape my lips, but his hand wraps around my hair, yanking my head back, “I want to fucking hear you.” he says through gritted teeth before pushing my head flat against the cold surface.

I give in and loud moans start pouring from me, unable to stop them. He groans with each powerful thrust, hitting the perfect spot every time. White stars start to dance across my vision as he picks up the pace, fucking me until my legs can barely hold my weight anymore.

“Fuck, I’m gonna miss you,” he mutters softly, gripping my hips so tight I think they might bruise. Heat starts to grow in my belly, coiling up my spine, making me lightheaded before an earth-shattering orgasm rips through my body.

Tears prick at my eyes as I slowly come down from my high. Heaving as I try to fill my lungs with air.

He grabs the nape of my neck, pulling my back flush against his chest, keeping himself buried deep inside me.

He lowers his head, the shadow of his face falling across my cheek. His breath is warm against my ear, sending a shiver that has nothing to do with the comedown, making me shudder beneath his touch.

And then he whispers, the words a low, gravelly rumble that vibrates against my skin, “I love you, my little human.”

CHAPTER TWENTY SEVEN

Lily

The iron gates shimmered, an ugly distortion in gloom light. Behind them: home. The Human Realm. The place I desperately both wanted to be and didn’t.

Vex held me, his usually cool hands gripping my shoulders so tight they almost hurt. I couldn’t stop sobbing. It was a pathetic, blubbering mess of grief, and I hated myself for it, but the tears just kept coming.

Adimus and Thalia stood a few feet behind Vex, staying silent as they watched the most painful moment of my life.

“Lily,” he murmured, his voice was rough, a sound I usually found so comforting. Now, it felt like a blade twisting in my gut. “Look at me.”

I shook my head, burying my face deeper into his chest. It smelled of rain and something ancient, something eternally sad. “I can’t.”

“Please, darling.” He pried my face up, his thumb brushing away the trails of tears on my cheeks. His eyes, usually bright silver, were different. Darker. It was hard to tell through the blur of my watery vision.

“I don’t want to go,” I choked out. “Please, Vex, don’t make me.”

He sighed, a sound that seemed to carry the weight of centuries. “You know I have to. It’s the way it has to be.”

He pulled me closer, his embrace suffocatingly tight. “I need to confess something,” he said, his voice barely a whisper.

My heart stuttered. Confess?

“Remember in elementary school? When you got into trouble for hurting that girl, Tracy, the one who always bullied you?”

My brow furrowed. “Yeah… She choked on the pear she took from me. Everyone said it was me. I almost got suspended.”

He closed his eyes for a moment, then opened them, his gaze pinning me. “It wasn’t you, darling. It was me. I made her choke on that pear—well, my shadows did. She deserved it.”

My mouth fell open as I stared at him. “You… what? Why?”

“Because she hurt you.” His voice was low, almost a growl. “And no one hurts you.”

I’m unsure if I should be mad or laugh. Because, what the fuck? A chuckle burst out of me before I could stop it, pulling a smile out of him.