“Qìnol, din tros. Leb are fì fel keb’ fapnik.”Careful, forgotten queen. We are the monsters you fear.
I snapped my fangs at him.“Keb’ are fì kuspa fel. Leb are fì men ones.”You’re the old monsters. We’re the new ones.
An endless streamof thoughts swirled through my mind as I made my way down the stairs. I needed to inform everyone that I’d just had a conversation with the fucking Seelie King so we could dissect every word that had been spoken. There was so much to glean from my encounter—both about the history of Lunaria and what he needed us for.
What he neededmefor.
I stepped out of the stairwell into the hallway of the first under level, only for Alaric to grab me by the waist and pivot my back to the wall.
“Alaric!” I squeaked. “What are you do?—”
His mouth crashed against mine, demanding and possessive. I parted my lips, and his tongue slipped inside to taste me, then his hands slid from my waist to my ass, cupping me and hoisting me up. Thanks to the high slits on either side of the dress, I was able to wrap my legs around him easily as my arms wound around his neck.
Alaric ground against me, eliciting a moan. One hand gripped my ass harder, while the other roughly tugged the dress off my shoulders, causing my breasts to spill out because I hadn’t found a chest band to wear while mine was drying.
“Seelie King,” I panted when Alaric tore his mouth away from mine. “He was here. We spoke.”
“I know.” His head ducked down, and he sucked on my breast before palming it. “I heard every word that asshole said.”
“Need to tell the others.” I didn’t know what had gotten Alaric so worked up, but he was making it increasingly difficult to stay focused on anything other than getting his pants off. “Alaric—oh, fuck!”
The hand that had been cupping my breast ran down my body until it slid between my thighs. There was no hesitation as he yanked my panties to the side and thrust three fingers into me. My hips bucked forward as Alaric pumped his fingers while his tongue teased my nipple.
All I could do was hold on and ride Alaric’s hand as he fucked me. I could feel my climax building when he brushed his thumb over my clit before pushing down on it, making me scream his name as I came apart.
He laughed huskily against my skin, his breath tickling my hard nipple before raising his head to meet my gaze again. A satisfied smile stretched across his full mouth as he slowly played with the hot slickness dripping out of my pussy and down my thighs.
“I’ll never get tired of feeling you come.” A small amount of turquoise bled into his green eyes. “On my cock. My tongue. My hand.” He thrust his fingers back inside my needy cunt, drawing another moan out of me.
“We need to tell—” My half-hearted protest was cut off when Alaric snapped his hips forward and I felt every inch of him through his pants. Suddenly, I desperately wanted something other than his fingers inside me.
“They can wait.” Alaric grinned at me, desire and need lighting up his handsome face. The knowledge that nobody but me made him smile like that sent a thrill running down my spine. Mine. That smile was mine—just like he was. “Rynn and Roth are passed out. They literally fell asleep on top of the books, and they didn’t didn’t stir once as Kieran and I carried them downstairs to the room where Cali is still passed out. Kieran and Draven went off totalk.” He rolled his eyes.
I let out a breathy laugh. No doubt their conversation was similar to the one Alaric and I were having. “And Vail?”
Alaric let out a wicked chuckle. “Knocked out cold on the floor.”
“What happened?” I started, only to moan when he slid his fingers over my clit.
“Rynn happened.” His gaze fell to where his fingers pumped in and out of me. “Knocked his ass out less than a minute after you left. It was a good hit. Asshole hasn’t stirred once.”
Any concerns I had for Vail vanished when Alaric shoved his fingers into me and fucked me roughly. I arched my hips into him, spurring him on, only to whimper when he withdrew them.
“I was on my way to find you when I heard you speaking with Erendriel.” Fabric rustled, and then something hard and thick pushed into my core.
We both groaned as Alaric bottomed out and my pussy clenched around him.
“Did you mean what you said?” His eyes searched mine as more flecks of turquoise pierced through the green. I didn’t even think he was aware of his bloodlust rising. I wasn’t the least bit worried, but I was pleased to see him releasing some of that iron grip he kept on himself.
“About what?” I braced my hands on his shoulders, enough that I was able to rise up a bit before sinking back down onto his cock.
“Fuck,” he ground out as he gripped my ass with both of his hands and pulled me harder onto him. I tilted my head back against the wall and enjoyed the thrill of him pounding into me. Alaric was always so in control—I loved being the one to make him lose it.
One of his hands left my ass to twist into my hair and force me to look at him again, the blue in his eyes snaking through the green like rivers.
“You have a mate bond with Draven, Roth, and Vail.” Not a question—a statement. His pace changed from hard and fast to slow and torturous just as I was on the verge of climaxing again. I hissed in frustration and tried to lift myself up again, only for Alaric to grab my wrists and hold them above my head, his hips and body pinning me against the wall. “Did you mean what you said about forming a bond with all of us?”
“Yes, but if you don’t have me coming in the next ten seconds, I might seriously rethink it,” I growled.
