Page 147 of Rose and Shadows
He nodded, and I started to ease him away.
In the next moment, Remnant gave Ambrose his thanks, then exited the Rifted Cradle with a burst of speed.
Ambrose ventured over to Kai, and I heard them discussing Kai’s complex spellwork that Ambrose had borne witness to today, along with Ambrose explaining how he would purge his black magic usage from our Rifted Cradle, how it could properly be cleansed, as Kai was curious. Well, he did always like to be prepared.
I led Lazriel over to where Velra now had her arms wrapped around Sylas, who was still on his knees, now panting and dripping with sweat.
“Is it messed-up to say that you look hot as fuck right now?” Lazriel spoke, looking Sylas up and down.
“Not messed-up at all,” Sylas told him. “You know what might be messed up, though?” he said, as he rose to his feet, taking Velra with him and stroking her hair in a very sensual way that had me stirring.
“What’s that?” Lazriel asked, swallowing hard.
Sylas’ eyes darkened with carnal threat. “The filthy depravity that’s gonna happen next.”
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~Lazriel~
There was blood everywhere.
Filling the air.
Coating my tongue.
Dripping into my mouth.
Slicking my fucking skin.
Belonging to Cassius.
Belonging to me.
Even from a couple of blood bags that Velra had conjured.
It was mixing with the stickiness over all four of us.
The soft flow of the running water had no chance of washing it all away.
And I fucking loved it.
It had started when I’d held Velra above me with her thighs around my head as I’d sat in the sunken tub in the sweet ensuite bathroom off the principal bedroom in our castle home, while Sylas had been soothing and cleansing himself in the bubbles after that intense-as-fuck spell. I’d eaten her out as she’d devoured my cock, then as her sweet taste had filled my mouth, it had set me off, which had then been compounded by me catching sight of Sylas snagging Cassius with his magicand licking the length of his massive cock. Next thing I knew, I’d been pulling Velra onto my lap, thrusting my fingers inside her warm and delicious cunt, then jerked Casius down to me, dropped my fangs and buried them in his throat.
And the blood and cum had just been flowing non-stop since then.
Me clawing and slashing my talons over Cas, myself, tearing open the blood bags and dousing us in it.
Sylas slicing shallow cuts with his magic over me, all hopped up on it in an insanely erotic driven way.
We couldn’t bleed him or Velra because their blood was toxic to me. But this was more than enough. Shit, it was insanely amazing.
And now we were inside the big walk-in shower, me half lying on the marble bench, half propped up against the light gray tiled wall as Sylas was on his knees tormenting my ass with his cock, while I powered up into Velra as she slicked her tongue all over me and scraped her nails down my chest, then took to tugging at my hair or lashing Cassius’ balls as he pumped down her throat, then switched out to mine.
“Wraithqueen,” I gasped as I fisted my hands in Velra’s hair and held her enraptured gaze to mine, losing myself in her feel, her scent, her taste. I slicked my tongue along her cheek, over her lips, as I powered up into her, while she met me thrust for thrust with a hell of a mind-bending rhythm.
One of my hands drifted to her belly and she beamed out at me as I stroked her there.
“Sweets,” she grinned down at me, her eyes shining, so happy, so enveloped in us all.
