Page 13 of Vicious Fates and Vast Futures
I smile at that and start to drive into her at a faster pace. She responds beautifully, moaning and wrapping her legs around me. She’s ready for more, so I grab behind her knees and press them down towards her body as I take her harder.
“Oh gods, Ossy. Yes,” she cries, and at that, I let go of my control and fuck her roughly. My hips slap against her thighs and ass and I know I won’t last much longer.
I lean forwards over her and whisper into her hair, “Can you give me one more, sugar?”
As if all she needed was that little encouragement, her sweet cunt clamps down on me yet again and she screams. I growl and my eyes close as I spill my seed deep inside her.
My hands hit the bed on either side of her face, keeping my chest propped up so I don’t squish her as I catch my breath. Ifeel her lips lay a soft kiss on my wrist. It makes me smile gently. I wrap an arm under her and turn us on our sides, keeping my dick buried in her heat. I brush her silken hair back from her face. Her eyes close under my attentions as I let my fingers stroke down her graceful neck.
Suddenly, she starts to chuckle. I lean back, eyes locked on her, and wait for her to explain the joke. When she finally manages to stop laughing, she shakes her head.
“Damn Bryn. He was right.”
I AWAKE WITH NAIRNAnowhere to be found. Given that I’m in her rooms, I find that odd, but a quick, nervous tug on our bond reveals she’s not far. I stand and stretch and, gathering my clothes, head to my room for a quick shower.
When I emerge, Bryn, Adi, and Nairna are in the kitchen.
“Sit.” Adi waves me to the table and brings me a plate of fruit and eggs on toast. Sitting with her own plate, she looks at me, worry written upon her face. “Bryn had a vision last night.”
I raise my eyebrows. Before she can continue, Bryn and En join us at the table.
Bryn sighs as he rubs his head. “Filib stood in a river, holding two tiaras. King Barclay floated, dreaming, in the river, next to his dead son.”
I can tell from the feel of Bryn’s aura that he’s nervous. He has told me before that the visions left him uneasy, but I think this is something more.
“What in the fuck is that supposed to mean?” En says.
“You could ask the Morrigan?” I suggest, as I start to eat breakfast.
Adi cringes. “I think calling on her like she was a Magic 8 Ball is going to piss her off.”
“What’s a Magic 8 Ball?” Bryn asks, bewildered.
Adi laughs. “Don’t worry about it.” She shakes her head and a huge smile spreads upon her face. “I can’t wait to show you Boston. All of you.” Her gaze sweeps across us as she continues to grin. “We just gotta get through this shit show first.”
“Speaking of shit shows,” Bryn says, “Ossy, I need your assistance with something today.”
Based on his smirk, we’re going to be killing someone who desperately has it coming. I smile back at him.
Chapter Three
Bryn
When Ossy and I return to our rooms late that afternoon, Adi is in the reception room on the mirror with Orla. I decide to listen in as I clean my main sword. Ossy slips away, probably for a quick shower. Things did get a bit...messy.
