Page 30 of Whispers Beneath the Deep
The Black Blade feared nothing and he, above all others, saw a strength in me that I had yet to see.
His hesitation was due to something else entirely. I realized because he was giving me a chance to admire him. Just another bit of the Black Blade for me and me alone. The proof of what would soon come to pass between us in his posture and…
My gaze loweredthere.His body opened for me, like mine did for him, and if I’d ever been unsure about his desires before, I no longer was. Not with the evidence rising strong against his stomach. Like with mine, the V of his hips had a slit running down the middle, but where mine was flat, his bulged. It opened and that part of him that made him male, his member, was thick and long.
Nervously, I opened my arms to him. an invitation, and he gladly went into them, body covering mine. His hands were all over me, each light caress of his fingers punctuating all the secrets between us, bringing us together.
Thumb against my hip bone.I know who you are.
My hands running down his chest.I love Thalassar more than anything.
His fingers through my hair.Fake Princess.
A savage kiss between our lips.Savior of the broken.
Hand on my breast.An outlaw but so much more.
A scared mermaid.
And then he entered me in one swift thrust, pressing me into the cushions of the couch. A gasp tore out of my throat at the sensation. My tail curled around his tightly, pulling each other closer. He moved, and Ifelthim inside me. Hard and heavy, velvety and warm. Lights danced behind my eyelids, the faster and harder he moved, and throughout it all, we never ceased touching, and never stopped sharing the most intimate of silent secrets.
And when that final sensation came over me, a shuddering that had me crying out, and gripping him to avoid spiraling into that abyss, another secret followed.
One we didn’t need to say aloud for either of us to understand.
I love you.
Chapter Sixteen
Elias
I’d held onto her as long as she would allow. Which, despite what we’d just shared, had been very little. Her body was warm and flush, and left an ache in me when she got up to dress.
Watching her move with limping efficiency made my heart clench with want, and something else entirely. Pain? An emotion that cut me as painfully as the quick stab of a sharp blade.
Just look at how quick she wanted to leave.
Soon, I’d be forced to do the same.
Not that I could tell her now, when we’d just shared our bodies, our hearts. She would think I was abandoning her to pain and sorrow. That I’d tricked her for my own gain like that bastard before me had. But would it be better to leave in the shadows of the darkness? To disappear, leaving nothing but the traces of a shadowed memory in the back of her heart?
I could. It was my nature. To be a trickster. A heartbreaker.
She turned and smiled at me and I returned the gesture. I smiled more around her than I ever had in my entire life. I knew why she brought out the best in me. Even if we hadn’t said the words aloud, our bodies had confessed what our mouths couldn’t.
“I’ll see you later?” she whispered. There was such hope packed into that single question that my heart fractured in my chest because I knew I was going to have to lie to her.
That I was going to break her heart at some point, some time, down the line.
“Yes,” I said.
But even if I left, Iknewthat no matter how hard I tried to get rid of it, the one being followed by shadows would be me.
Chapter Seventeen
Maisie
Lessons with Percival were as dull as ever. There were no more tracings left of our conversation about marriage contracts, or talk of treason, or anything else I could take back to Elias in order to continue our investigation. Not that we spent much time investigating. In between conches on the princess’ life, we spent time talking, or wrapped up in each other’s arms. Sharing every aspect of ourselves. Every secret through quiet touches and glances.
