“Not here,” he growls.
Disappointment swells in my belly.
He must see my expression because he grips my face. “You’re going to come for me, then I’m going to take you back to my room and fuck you the way no one else has before.”
He seals the promise with a kiss, and I taste myself on his lips. My soaking pussy rubs against the rough fabric of his pants, grinding against his steel length. “Yes, Dayton.”
“I’m going to watch you come apart in my arms.” A sharp pain radiates through my neck as he bites down and tugs at my hair. “Then I’m going to fill you with my cock.”
My body stills as new awareness floods through me. Dayton cups my entire pussy with his hand and rubs.
“You’re soaking, baby girl.” Dayton increases his movement. “Do you want my cock inside you?”
“Yes, yes, yes,” I moan, riding his hand. He circles my entrance, and I feel the liquid heat dripping out of me onto his palm.
“Taste yourself, love.” He brings a dripping finger up to my mouth. I wrap my lips around it like a starved person. I keep my eyes open as I slide his whole finger to the back of my throat. He gives a broken laugh, his eyes rolling back, before he retracts his finger and crashes his lips against mine. “That’s it.”
He moves his hand back under me and slides a finger inside. I grit my teeth, moaning at the sudden pleasure. He works me in circles before pulling in and out.
I grip his shoulders and roll my hips into the movement. A yummy warmth builds inside my core. He hooks a finger, hitting just the right spot, and I curl over, my lips landing on his shoulder. “More,” I gasp.
He adds a second finger and helps guide my hips, up and down now. Our pace increases until I’m completely at his mercy, tossing in the wild storm of his eyes. A wave cresting— “Dayton!” I cry out as I crash upon his shore. My body releases wave after wave of pleasure, muscles contracting around his hand. I’m fracturing, a star exploding in a million pieces.
Finally, I crest down, and he removes his hand, careful to still hold me up against the wall. I can barely breathe.
Dayton clutches his chest with his palm and looks at me with a strange expression: parted lips, the slightest curve on one side of his mouth. A new smile.
One just for me.
His lips are soft as I caress them with my shaking fingers. It feels like parts of me are floating all around, like dust in a sunbeam. Floating with parts of him too. If I were to kiss him now, if we were to make love, I could bring all the pieces together. His eyes close and softly he lowers his face to mine.
“Day?” a stunned voice calls from the top of the stairs.
I whip my head up to see Farron standing there, hair mussed and face flashing with stunned sadness.
Suddenly, a bright light shines over us. The mirror glows, and Ezryn runs through. Black blood splatters his helm and armor. He stalks forward and growls, “What have you done?”
38
Rosalina
Dayton’sgriptightensonme as Farron and Ezryn both walk toward us. Well, Farron walks and Ezryn storms, his metal armor clinking in the open hall. He pauses before us, and oh my god, I forgot Dayton messed up my dress, and everything is on display. But Ezryn just yanks Dayton away, and I fall straight on my ass.
Ezryn draws back his fist and punches Dayton in the face. “You disobeyed your prince.”
Blood gushes from Dayton’s nose, but he tilts his head and laughs. “Worth it.”
“What did you do, Day?” Farron cries.
All I can do is fix my dress as guilt simmers in my gut. Shit, I guess I should have figured out more specifics about their relationship. But it felt like I’d been possessed, a fire scorching in my belly, and the only thing that could put it out was Dayton’s touch.
Dayton holds up his hands in a peaceful gesture, still a little wobbly on his feet from the massive hit Ezryn gave him. “It was just a bit of fun. Besides, you don’t even like going out to drink.”
“Dayton, you’re an idiot.” Farron tears at his hair, a look of horror crossing his features. “You took her out of the castle? Kel is going tokillyou.”
“He won’t get the chance.” Ezryn grabs Dayton by the back of the neck before slugging him in the gut.
“It was my fault!” I stand and scream at them. But not a single one of these muscled idiots pays attention to me. “Iaskedto go. Stop fighting!”