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I lie next to Theo, watching her. I take his semi-hard cock in my hand and play with him. There’s nothing sexual in it. I don’t want to make him come. I just want to feel him get hard in my hand.
Savvie’s eyes are transfixed on us as she slips her shoes on, and then she smiles. “Feel free to carry on when I leave,” she says and Puffports out without another word.
I look at Theo, and he laughs. “I’m out. Yours and Savvie’s blood has knocked me for six, but if you want to suck me off then, I won’t complain.”
“In your dreams,” I whisper to him and climb off the bed before I get dressed and lean over him, regarding him still lying on the bed. “I enjoyed your mouth around my dick earlier. I want you to do it again.”
“I want to do it again,” he whispers back. “And I want you to fuck me in my ass as Savvie watches us.”
Giving him a slow smile and a brief kiss, I say, “Next time, then.” Astralling away, knowing that I have to leave him because he is growing even more attached to me the more he drinks my blood. If I keep drinking his, soon we will form a sire-like bond. It is inevitable. I am the creator of the being who made his kind. In a way, I amhisgod too, but it’s more than that. We are connecting on a blood-to-blood level, and while I’m not averse to the growing attachment, I do wonder what Savvie will think of it if we growtooclose.
I make a note to mention it to her at some point when she is not distracted by Ambrosia and the Light Fae.
Speaking of which, I am itching to take this matter into my own hands. That little peacock needs a lesson in messing with higher powers. But I will leave it to my goddess to handle as I have no doubt that she can.
Chapter 25
Jerrick
Taking a breather, I’ve left Harris alone for a while. I’m so furious with him, I want to kill him with my bare hands.
I’m leaning my forehead on the cold stone wall of the dungeon. Water is dripping down onto my head, but I don’t care.
“Hey,” Savvie says softly, placing her hand on my back.
“You shouldn’t be here,” I say gruffly. “You need to be with Rath, he can protect you.”
She snorts. “Fuck that,” she chides gently and I smile.
I turn my head slightly so that I can see her. “No, you don’t need him. You are my warrior princess.”
She preens, happy with my compliment. “Warriorgoddess,” she points out.
“Ha, yes you are.” I gather her to me and kiss her forehead.
“Don’t be so hard on yourself. This wasn’t your fault,” she whispers.
“Yes, it was,” I state, pushing her away. “I let you down because my head is up my ass. Being with you… I can’t protect you the way I should.”
I hear her sharp intake of breath. “What are you saying?” she asks carefully.
I sigh. “Exactly that. I should’ve seen this coming. I should’ve known that Harris was loyal to Ambrosia. Instead, I’m bedding you every chance I get and fucking off my responsibility to you and this Kingdom.”
“You’re breaking up with me?” she croaks out, her body trembling fiercely against mine.
“I don’t want to,” I whisper. “I love you, Savannah. Since I first laid eyes on you when you arrived here from Earth, so young, so innocent. I was lost to you forever. I will never love another woman. I’m incapable now that I’ve known your love.”
“I love you as much,” she says forcefully. “Don’t make me fire you,” she adds quietly, making me laugh sadly.
“Please, Jerrick. I’m not joking. Think about this before you say something that you can’t take back,” she says in all seriousness.
I bite my tongue and nod. I don’t have the balls to break it off with her, even though I should. Every part of me knew it was the right thing to do and I was going to but seeing her standing next to me, looking as lovely as she always does, only way more fierce, I can’t do it.
“I want to talk to him,” she says, jolting me out of my misery.
“No, absolutely not. Now that he is found out, he doesn’t give a crap.”
She shrugs. “I want to know who else in this Palace is working for that ho bag.”
