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Eilish is soft in my hands and I can’t remember why I denied us both for so long. My palms slide along the curve of her hips. She bites and nibbles her way down my neck, reaching for the laces of my trousers, but I stay her hand. Her eyes fill with confusion as she looks down at me.

“I won’t fuck you, Eilish. That’s not what this is about.”

“Then?” she starts, confused.

“No more talking,” I say as I kiss the corner of her mouth and spread her legs gently. Then I switch places with her, settling her down on the cot as I drop down between her legs. I leave kisses on her thighs as I trail to her sex and lick up her slit, loving the taste of her on my tongue.

She grips my head and yanks it upward. “We don’t have time for that,” she says. “I want you and I want you inside me… now,” she says.

I unlace my pants and slide them over my waist as she tugs open my robes. My footwear falls to the ground with the rest of our apparel and I move over her gracefully. Eilish is impatient, but I enter her inch by inch, feeling the wet grip of her channel.

She cries out once I’m fully ensconced within her and a bright white light emanates from her body as her wings shoot from her back, arching around each of us. The light is blinding and I have to close my eyes against it. Moments later, it extinguishes itself.

I open my eyes and find her staring up at me as her wings sink back into her flesh. “Are you okay?” I ask.

She nods and I began finding my rhythmn within her, pushing into her and pulling out again. Every thrust feels like heaven and the glow of her skin transfers to me, until we’re both glowing from head to toe. And the feel of electricity hums along my skin.

“I remember,” she whispers. I look into her blue eyes, feeling as though I could get lost in them. “I remember this,” she continues. “The way you feel, the light that fills my body.”

“I’ve missed you,” I whisper.

Her eyes flood with tears and I kiss them away. Eilish trembles with each slow thrust as I change the angles of our body to stroke her deeper. Nails bite into the muscle of my back as I lift her right leg and place it on my shoulder, opening her wider for my claim.

The throes of her first climax hit me like a hammer to the gut and I hold back from spilling my seed too soon. Her hands roam the contours of my flesh as I feel the sensation of her magic unfurl within me.

“Yes... take what you need,” I mutter.

The feeling spreads until I’m overwhelmed. Eilish gasps and moans, meeting my thrusts with unbridled desire. I pick up speed, slamming into her with powerful snaps of my hips until she shatters once again. Her power grows stronger, wrapping around us like a cocoon of warm light. I use my thumb to brush away another stray tear.

The light surrounding us begins to grow brighter.

“You are beautiful and strong,” I say, my voice more air than sound. “I’m unworthy of this gift, Eilish. If the world should end tomorrow, I’m grateful you chose me.”

“Cambion!” Her lip quivers and I slide my mouth over hers. “I need your seed,” she whispers. And the words thrill me.

Her cries morph into ragged groans of pleasure until it’s too much. The force of our passion is so strong, my arms just barely keep me from crushing the delicate creature beneath me.

I continue to kiss her through the waves of pleasure until we’re reduced to nothing more than a pile of flesh and bone, blood and soul.

And it’s then that I release myself within her. When I pull out of her, I notice the black tendrils of her hair are now white.

CHAPTER ELEVEN

MORRIGAN

Oronrel

Something has happened. I feel it in the depths of my being.

Eilish.

She’s stronger now.

She’s fed her angel, which means she’s taken Cambion as a lover. The pang of regret catches me off-guard. I always had a soft spot for the elf, but what’s done is done. And now Eilish is more powerful. I sensed the shift the moment she fed from the former King of Nature. With Cambion and the others feeding her, she will only continue to grow stronger. I can’t allow that to happen.

She’s moving—fast. I can sense her movements as she passes into the fae realm. I sit on the throne and tear my soul from my body, searching through the thin space between the astral plane and the physical one. My soul manifests within a tent.

Eilish stands from her bedroll and laces her boots. She cocks her head and snorts bitterly as she realizes I’m here.