“Can you not wield a sword? Were you not a war general of an entire fucking continent? Am I not the king of shifters, still strong and a worthy bait?"
I snickered at the last part, licking her skin again and groaning at the taste of the lingering stardust—it was the exact flavor I thought it would be, my new favorite sweet treat that only my soulmate could fulfill.
"There is no safer place for our daughter than at our side,” I continued, “besides we are more than our power and even so, that isnotwhat makes us formidable—our love is, and no one can take that from us. Fucking no one." Hooking my claw on the low button of her silk shift, I popped it open, brushing the soft material aside to reveal her pale defined shoulder, the swirls of ink beckoning my lips to trail along its secret path.
“Vengeful souls are unpredictable with no honor, they have no need of such restraints,” she continued her confessions rapidly while I continued to rip open the buttons on her shirt one at a time, my mouth trailing over every inch of gorgeous skin that was revealed before descending on her breast.
Groaning, I waited for her hands to bury in my hair, her nails raking against my scalp as I suckled her. “We are fae,” I whispered against her hard swollen nipple, licking it and loving the fucking sweet whisper of my name on her lips that was half begging and half praying.
Growling, I ripped the rest of her shirt from her body, smoothly dropping to my knees, her hips held firmly in my hands while I peered up at her through the hair that had fallen across my eyes.
Raking it back, the multiple moons of Sheol highlighting the beautiful fire in her eyes, she smirked at me, “What exactly are you about, shifter?”
“Making my soulmate’s daydreams come true,” I winked up at her, then licked the smooth skin of her belly, watching it clench with the slow draw of my tongue before drawing my nose from her naval lower.
“Emon?”
“Hmm,” I growled, inhaling the sweet desire between her legs that I knew would taste the same as the candied stardust on her skin.
Wrenching my head back, she grinned down at my petulant snarl—like a faeling having his candy taken away. “I believe in my daydream you were naked on your knees, shifter.”
I chuckled, shaking her grip from my hair and nipping at her hand. “Indeed.”
I was a blur of movement. Quickly shedding my clothes, I knelt before her again, this time taking in every exquisite detail of her bared moonlit body.
Breathing heavily, I rubbed the faint stubble of my beard against her soft skin, "Your father was right about one thing," I whispered. "You are a goddess—my fucking goddess." I kissed her upper thigh before peering up to meet her passion blown eyes, my own body shaking from holding back from her. "I will worship you forever." The words were like a fucking vow echoing from my soul and our bond flared brightly within my chest.
"Emon," she whispered and I shivered at the way my name left her lips. Her hand reached down to cup my face and I tilted my head into it. Slowly, she ran it over the scruff of my beard and then reached back to cup the back of my neck. A seductive gleam, brighter than the shooting stars across the twilight sky, flickered in her heated gaze, her voice husky when she finally spoke. “Lick.”
I had no words left to give, only a deep low growl before I buried my face between my soulmate's quivering thighs, groaning in ecstasy when the taste of her exploded on my tongue. My last thought before I completely lost myself was that she tasted better than any cosmic stardust this realm could ever rain down upon me.
Chapter 13
Iwatchedthembothsleep.
My daughter had somehow unwrapped herself from the covers and was sprawled out on the bed like a starfish in a sea of clouds, leaving very little room for her mother who slept soundly on the bed's edge. Remnant's breaths were slow and soft, a fae deep in satiated sleep, and I was the one who put her there.
I licked at the delicious taste of my soulmate still on my lips with the memory of her screaming in pleasure, a symphony that was the best kind of music. She had collapsed in my arms, exhausted and sated with her monosyllabic speech before falling into a deep rest.
A rest that she needed badly.
As fae, our health regenerated rapidly on its own, but the mind…that was a different thing entirely. I prayed that the deep sleep overtaking her now would lift the cloud of doubt she was drowning in. Perhaps then the fears she confessed would ease their grip, the worry in her beautiful emerald eyes tonight—fuck it was almost more than I could bear.
And it had been too goddess damn close to how I had been feeling as well.
Snarling softly, I started to pace the room. With Ethereal gone I had no fucking idea who I truly was, no ideawhatbeast lurked inside me and—if I even had one.
That little fact was something I avoided revealing and I knew it would come back to bite me in the ass with swift retribution, but still I would do it again. Remnant had enough to goddess damn worry about and I was already a big part of that with my lack of god blood.
Fuck Shea.
The death god took her choices and shoved her in a corner to fight her way out without anything to protect herself with. His actions went against every fucked up morally gray fiber of my being, the one thing I never take from anyone—choice.
Dark anger and wild fear seized my chest, squeezing me like a vice that left my breaths shallow.
Still I paced.
I wished that I had my family awake and well with that damn cat buzzing in my ear. To have some fucking advice or outlet to work my way through this mess we found ourselves in, to find a way to stay at Remnant’s side. For if she had no choice then I would goddess damn make sure she at least had the tools at her disposal to fight for another day.
