Page 20 of Wild Ivy
Just when I think I can’t take anymore, there’s a deafening crack that reverberates through my entire being as reality snaps back into place. I gasp, stumbling as the world stops spinning.
“Did it work?” Torin asks, steadying me.
I look around, trying to get my bearings. We’re still in the forest, but we are alone. No sign of Life’s minions or Aunt Cathy. Did we reset, or did we change it completely again?
“I’m not sure.”
Bram nods, his eyes scanning our surroundings warily. “How do we know?”
“I’ll call Ramsey,” I say, already pulling out my phone.
“Ivy?” he answers on the first ring. “What’s up?”
“Oh, not much. How’s Josh?”
“He’s good… why?”
“Is he still part of The Resistance?”
“Yeees. Did you hit your head?”
“And you and I are part of The Syndicate.”
“Obviously. Ivy, are you okay?”
I smile in relief. “I’m great. I’ll speak to you later.” I hang up and pocket my phone. “It worked. Everything’s back in place.”
The guys visibly relax at my words.
“Thank fuck,” Torin says.
“So what now?” Bram asks. “We just... go on like nothing happened?”
I shake my head. “Not quite. We still have unfinished business.”
“Life,” Tate says grimly.
I nod. “Exactly. We reset the timeline, but that bitch is still out there. We have a scary as fuck army to take her down, but I have a horrible feeling they aren’t going to want to help after this shitshow.”
“Only one way to find out,” Bram says.
“Yeah,” I mutter, a slice of worry creeping over me. Morrigan definitely didn’t return to the void. She is still out there, and that concerns me more than I’d like. Chances are, she is going to align with Life to get what she wants, which is her power back at any cost. The stakes in this fight just got raised again, but I’m too exhausted to think about it right now. “Sleep?” I ask, already turning to head out of the forest, but I don’t even make it two steps before I collapse, and Bram catches me, transporting us back to my bedroom, where I curl up on the bed and face oblivion.
10
BRAM
I watchIvy pass out on the bed, concern etched on my face. She pushed herself way too hard with that soul-absorbing stunt.
“She’ll be okay,” Torin says, but he doesn’t sound convinced.
“She fucking better be,” I growl. “After all this shit, I’m not losing her again.”
Tate runs a hand through his hair. “We should let her rest. In the meantime, we need to figure out how to get this battle with Life underway.”
“You go do that, I’m staying with Ivy,” I say absently.
He lets out an annoyed huff, but he and Torin leave me alone with Ivy. I stare at her for the longest time, until I can’t stand it any longer. Using my magick, I gently flick her onto her back. Then I strip her naked before I crawl onto the bed, releasing my cock. It is raging hard, and I need it. I need her. Kneeling, I lift her legs over mine and pull her gently towards me until I can feel the dampness between her legs on my cock. She murmurs in her sleep, and I smile, gripping my shaft and guiding it inside her pussy. She wiggles a bit at the invasion, but she doesn’t wake up. I stifle a groan of sheer lust as the thought of fucking her while she sleeps hits my cock and makes it like a rod ofiron. Inch by excruciating inch, I press inside her tight, wet heat, savouring every second of it. Her sleeping form beneath me shows how exhausted she is, but her pussy still clenches around me, welcoming my intrusion. When I’m balls deep, her breath hitches, but she doesn’t stir.
