Page 115 of Hell Fae King

Another growl rumbled through me, frustration mounting as he hit meagain.

There was a piece of me that longed to open, a cavern I desperately wanted to fill.A place I avoided…Because it was my link to Vivaxia. Or the cusp of it, anyway.

I could sense it now, but I didn’t know how to manage it. Or thwart it. Orbreakit.

However, I did know how to block it. Which was a start. Except I had no idea where to expel the excess power. And Typhos was pumping me full of too much.

I can’t take this,I thought, my insides beginning toburn.I’m going to combust.

You can take it,Az returned, his mental voice reminding me a little too much of Typhos.He’s only pushed you a little harder than yesterday.

I barely survived yesterday,I gritted back at him.

Which earned me a snort from the Commander.Are you talking about training with Typhos or all those orgasms I gave you last night?

I snarled at him through our bond.

But I also warmed for an entirely different reason.

Because yeah, he and Ajax had taken turns making me come, the two of them trying to drive Melek mad with envy.

All my mates might have played with me together the other day, but a hint of rivalry remained. Although, it seemed to be more of a playful game now than a serious competition. Because once Ajax and Az were done, Melek had scooped me up for a bath.

A bath Typhos had supervised.

I shivered, the action at odds with the intensity flooding through me. But thinking about Typhos and water had me craving another experience.

One where we did more than kiss.

Because that was all we’d done this week. But oh, that male’s mouth was positively divine. I was addicted to him.

Which meant I didn’t totally hate him.

Not even as he hit me with yet another wave of ferocity.

Oh, but it was close. Because this was just…too much.

I needed an outlet. Somewhere to push my excess power.Somewhere that isn’t connected to Vivaxia, I told myself.

The whole point of this exercise was to force myself to handle influxes of magic, to control my siphoning ability, and to try to find a way to permanently push Vivaxia out.

So there were a lot of goals. But I also required a redistribution point, one I could manage.

Like Typhos has with his Source,I thought.And Vita…

He pushed memories and power into Vita, and took some out as needed. The book served as a gateway of sorts, one that was probably less consuming than his Source.

So I need a Vita, I decided.

Except I didn’t have one.

But maybe Typhos could help me create one…

I considered that for a moment as the inferno inside me grew even larger, swirling like a cyclone of intensity that threatened to take me into the sky.

Perhaps not literally.

Or perhaps I’ll grow wings,I mused deliriously.