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Are you done? I checked in impatiently.

Sy didn’t do long orgasms. In the past, she’d always had a quick one, sucked in the energy she needed, gotten off her mark, and run off in a blur, often leaving them writhing and unfinished.

She wasn’t exactly the sentimental type.

Yet with this dangerous fae, Sy tossed all our rules out of the window. She didn’t even disguise herself by putting a veil over her face or a pair of sunglasses over her eyes. She’d let him see her true form and even showed him her fangs proudly. He showed her his as well.

Two fucking psychos!

I widened my eyes incredulously as the fae male groaned roughly and emptied himself in her! Sy had never let anyone spill their seed in her. Right in front of my eyes, the unthinkable thing happened—he started feeding on her while she did the same.

The fae was like her, and Sy knew!

I screamed at her.

Too bad, I didn’t want to take over in this situation while she had a cock in her.

Sy turned over her shoulder to gaze up at the fae male through her lush eyelashes while he smiled back at her.

It’s wonderful, she sighed, sated.

Fuck wonderful! I grated in a panic. I was about to lose her. Fuck it!

No worries, tight-butt, she purred. You still have me. I just wanted to experience this one time, and I got what I needed. I know what’s at stake, and emotions are for fools.

She pulled away from the fae before he pulled out of her and scrambled to pick up the two pieces she sometimes wore when she didn’t shift to her naked form—a cuirass breastplate with a short skirt that barely covered the tops of her thighs.

She slapped the two pieces on, gave the fae a sultry glance, and took off in a spring. I blew out a relieved breath. In the end, she’d stuck to her routine—no cuddle. Fuck and run.

“Wait, tell me your name!” the fae demanded.

Don’t tell him, I warned.

“Sy,” she offered in delight.

It was the first time she’d ever said her name to anyone besides me.

“Where can I find you?” he said, about to give chase.

I hissed at Sy in a serious warning.

“I’ll find you.” Sy laughed and picked up speed. “California, here I come!”

You think this is a fucking game? I yelled at her furiously.

Sy cut across the training field of BattleStar, where no one was exercising at this hour, and darted into the woods from their west entry point. The vampire house was close to the end of the north side.

A figure moved toward us under the moonlight sifting through the leaves.

Shit.

Sy dashed behind a thick shrub at my urging. I took the reins and staggered up in my form. And then I was looking up at Killian, his handsome face harsh, backlit by the dim moonlight, his eyes as cold as midnight ice.

I blinked. What was he doing in this neck of the woods so deep into the night?

My heart thundered in my ribcage. It was bad to bump into anyone while I was disheveled, let alone running into the prince of the House of Chaos, whom I’d tried my best to avoid.

A dark, surprised look flashed in his eyes as he darted his gaze from my face to my tattered clothes. I instantly folded my arms across my chest.