Page 24 of Midnight Reign
He takes a deep breath, his eyes scanning the room before landing on me. “I’m fine. I just had a disagreement with that prick, Asher. And then my father showed up.”
“Your father?” Zephyr asks sharply. “What’s he doing here?”
Corvus runs a hand through his hair, messing it up even more. “Blackthorn has notified the board, and well, he is the Chairman of that. This attack on MistHallow has got the higher-ups concerned.”
I feel my stomach drop. More powerful supernatural beings getting involved can only complicate things further. “What does that mean for us?”
“It means,” Zephyr says grimly, “that things are about to get a lot more complicated.”
Corvus nods in agreement, then seems to remember something. He holds out the large to-go cup. “The synthetic blood. Sorry, it took so long.”
I grab the cup eagerly, and slurp on the straw, taking a long drink. It’s not as satisfying as human blood, but it helps take the edge off my hunger, especially with Zaiah’s still giving me a boost. “Thanks.”
“So, what’s our next move?” Ignatius asks, looking between Corvus and Zephyr.
Zephyr holds up the book of maps. “We start by figuring out if there are any hidden areas of MistHallow that might have information about Vespers or portals. There has to be something here that can help us understand what’s going on.”
“And we need to be prepared,” Corvus adds grimly.
I take another long sip of the synthetic blood. As I lower the cup, I notice Zephyr watching me intently, his purple eyes dark with an emotion I can’t quite place.
“What?” I ask, suddenly self-conscious.
He shakes his head slightly. “You’ve been a naughty Little Dollie while I was gone, haven’t you?”
I draw in a sharp breath at his tone.
I feel a flush creep up my neck. There’s no accusation in his voice, just a dark heat that sends a tremble of desire straight to my core.
“I...” I trail off, not sure how to respond.
Zephyr’s eyes flick to Zaiah and Ignatius, taking in their chaotic state and the lingering scent of sex in the air. A slow, predatory smile spreads across his face.
“Don’t stop on my account,” he purrs, stepping closer. “I want to hear all about it.”
My breath catches in my throat as he crowds into my space, his body all ice and power. I’m acutely aware of the otherswatching us, the tension in the room ratcheting up several notches.
“We... I...” I stammer, my mind going blank under the intensity of his gaze.
Zephyr’s hand comes up to cup my cheek, his thumb brushing over my bottom lip. “Use your words, naughty Little Dollie. Tell your Master what you did while I was gone.”
I swallow hard, desire pooling low in my belly.Master. Fuck. That hits a spot deep in my gut that I wasn’t aware of prior to this moment.
I gulp. “Zaiah and I...”
Zephyr’s eyes darken further, his grip on my chin tightening slightly. “Go on,” he urges quietly.
I take a shaky breath. “We had sex,” I whisper.
A growl rumbles in Zephyr’s chest, sending shivers down my spine. “Is that so?” he murmurs, his gaze flicking to the other two. “Tell me how.”
I clear my throat and then fall into this headfirst. “I rode him and bit him. I drank his blood while I came all over his cock.”
Zephyr’s eyes flash with desire and possessiveness. His hand slides from my cheek to the back of my neck, gripping firmly. “And then?” he prompts, his voice low and dangerous.
“Then I sucked Ignatius off. I swallowed every drop of his cum.”
A growl rumbles through Zephyr’s chest. “Such a naughty girl,” he purrs. “Did you enjoy yourself, Little Dollie?”
