Page 359 of Bitten By the Fae
She’d expelled a lot of energy.
Had exchanged so much blood.
And now the Earth Fae in her was craving invigoration of a different sort.
My lips curled.Oh, little star. Do you need something from your mates?
Her muscles tensed along her back as she clenched her thighs beneath the dress, her pulse a beacon begging to be bitten. Zephyrus noticed it as well, his green eyes roaming over her with the knowledge of a man well versed in reading female anatomy.
I glanced at Shade, noting his smirk.
We all sensed it. Even Kolstov was reacting to it, albeit a little slower than the rest.
This was a safe place. I could feel it in the infrastructure of the paradigm. But I added a touch of my magic to it, bolstering the walls and adding a few trigger warnings, just in case.
Because I had a feeling we were about to be preoccupied for a while.
Well, at least Aflora would be. I might just stand by and watch her work. I didn’t want our first time to be with an audience.
That said, if she kept radiating all that sexual energy, I might be inclined to change my mind.
What’s wrong, Aflora?I hummed into her mind, well aware of what bothered her. But she hadn’t answered my question, which really was more like an offer.
If she wanted to play, we’d all oblige.
It’d been an intense day. We could all use the relief, and sex would provide that.
I… I feel…She trailed off, biting her bottom lip.
Needy?I suggested, leaning in to nibble her neck.Hot?
Yes,she moaned into my mind.But I don’t… I…
I smiled. For someone so incredibly fierce, I found it rather amusing that she could revert so quickly to her shy and delicate side. Or perhaps she didn’t yet understand that her body required nourishment to help replenish her reserves. She’d expelled so much today, more than she likely ever had before. And now her spirit required supplemental nutrients from her mates.
Technically, some blood would help.
But I preferred her body’s suggestion instead.
“Aflora?” Kolstov breathed, his pupils dilating as her sensual energy rolled over him. He, too, would be craving life after being so close to death.
All of us were.
A hum stirred among us, one simmering with desire and yearning—a yearning only our heart could appease. OurAflora.
Kolstov breathed her name again, reaching for her as she opened her eyes.
“Kols,” she whimpered, her instincts taking over as she practically collapsed on top of him. Her body molded to his, her mouth claiming his.
My blood heated in response, her power a seductive pull that left me useless to stop her.
Bow to the queen,her essence whispered.
And so I bowed, my soul hers to command.
Vitality surrounded me,my earth essence humming all around us.
We’d created life.
