Page 63 of Night’s Fall (The Four Realms #1)

Spikeback

I slipped Aleksei out of my mouth, then got off my knees on the floor beside the bed, climbed to straddle his lap and held his gaze as I took him inside.

He wrapped his arms around me and pressed his face between my breasts.

I wrapped my arms around his head, holding him there, as I rode him, taking my time, feeling the clench and release, the sumptuous friction of us, the delicious fullness of him invading and retreating.

He unwrapped his arms to glide his big hands up either side of my spine, pressing in, and I arched for him.

He took full advantage of my offering, sucking my nipples, rolling them with his tongue, nibbling them sensually.

I moved faster.

He pulled me off and tossed me to my back in the bed. Looming over me, he hooked my ankles on his shoulders and drove back in.

His eyes burned flames of purple fire, holding mine captive until I couldn’t watch the beauty of him fucking me anymore because I was coming.

Not long later, he joined me.

He gently pulled my legs from his shoulders, slid out and rolled us, so I was flat on top of him, straddling his hips.

With his hands moving over my body, he murmured, “ I’m assuming from the fact we’ve been fucking here for the last eleven hours, you want to move to Spikeback .”

I started giggling.

One could say, the minute I was introduced to the medieval pointed arched windows, carved stone, stained glass, ostentatious columns, flagstone floors, and brooding-broken-misunderstood-hero-lives-here décor, I was a goner.

It was ridiculously well-preserved, and just ridiculous. It was like I’d walked eight hundred years into the past.

It was so not my thing.

But there was something about it.

Something gloomy and mysterious and magnificent.

Something that said, “ Stay away, the beings who live here do not want you here.”

It felt safe to me.

It seemed like the place, if his dragon was a human (which he was), would drag my dragon if she was a human (which she was), to keep her sheltered, protected, happy.

In fact, it was my beast who signaled her adoration of the castle before I’d stepped foot over the threshold.

Sure, it was situated in the middle of a public park.

But the airspace above it was a no-fly zone, there was a tall, spiked, iron fence around the perimeter, the gardens and grounds were enormous, so there was a sense of privacy, no matter how public its situation, and it was protected 24/7 by the RS , even when no one was in it.

It felt like an island of protection surrounded by a stormy sea, a lot like the Celestial Palace , but without all the staff bustling about, and, well…an actual sea.

I loved it.

We arrived here for a tour yesterday evening after our media thing was done (we didn’t get to a Palace tour, the queen and Germaine wanted to have a post-interview “debrief”).

Also , after Madam Garwah came to the Palace for my final instruction.

And last, after we had dinner with the king, queen, Aleece , and Errol joined us (on his best behavior, and the male actually spoke to me this time, but since it was “ Can you pass the butter?” and my subsequent attempts to engage him in conversation came to naught, I decided it didn’t count).

Timothee took dinner in his room (no surprise, and I suspected, no loss).

During our tour, once we hit the master bedroom, with its huge bed draped in swags of glimmering pewter velvet, flanked by massive crenelated black columns, the headboard a work of art of silver inlay, immense shields and rosettes, all of this beckoning me to do naughty things to my mate, the tour stopped and the sex-a-thon started.

Aleksei was not telling the full truth about fucking for eleven hours, though.

I’d passed out somewhere in there but had awoken that morning to pop to the loo and returned to deliver a blowjob upon my mate and start the sex festivities again.

I lifted my head to look down at him. “ Color me stunned. I guess I have a hint of a goth gal in me.”

“No,” he murmured. “ I’m not surprised, bissi . Outside of the Clan Caves , this is the only royal property where I ever felt truly at home.”

Interesting.

“I’m not surprised about that either. It’s all the black and purple in the design scheme,” I teased.

He smiled. “ My creature is definitely comfortable here too. Yours as well.”

I nodded to confirm what he sensed from my beast, something I sensed from his as well.

“So we’re decided?” he asked.

I frowned.

He slid a hand between us to cup my breast, idly thumbing my nipple.

Idle for him, not so much for me.

I squirmed.

“You’ll miss the penthouse,” he guessed.

“It’s kind of our place,” I said.

“You can have a studio here,” he noted. “ There’s plenty of room to set one up.”

I shook my head. “ I don’t want to give up my studio, if that’s all right. Everything is just as I need it there.”

“You can have what you want, Laura . And we can keep the penthouse. It’s in the north of the city, your loft and studio are in the south. This is in midtown. We can use whatever is convenient.”

I grinned and joked, “ Only a royal prince would find a ten-minute craft trip inconvenient.”

“Depending on traffic and what course you’re given, it could be half an hour,” he returned.

“A half an hour? How would we live?” I asked, still joking.

He smiled even as he tipped his head on the pillow. “ This might be a lot for the cats.”

I tipped mine too, considering this.

“Too much?” he asked. “ They could get lost.”

I grinned at him again, loving how he worried about my pets. “ Nova would find you in a blinding snowstorm with you being a thousand miles away.”

He grinned in return. “ She does seem to like me. And we can implant trackers. They’re harmless and painless. Though , it’ll make it much more difficult for Jupiter to hide from us.”

I grinned yet again.

I loved it how well he knew my fur babies.

His gaze suddenly went hooded, and the silk of his voice turned velvet when he ordered, “ Get my cock in you.”

My breath stuttered, but I wasted no time reaching between us to do as told, grabbing hold of him, positioning and bearing down.

Oo, so nice.

“Fuck, your cunt is magic,” he growled, the purple radiating out of his iris that had already turned dark as night.

“Aleksei,” I whispered.

“Don’t move, just lay there, talking to me, doing it full of me.”

I shivered.

His thumb at my nipple was joined by a finger and he started rolling.

At that, I trembled.

“I’m delighted your schedule has cleared,” he said, like I was not squirming on his big, hard body while sitting on his big, hard dick.

“Me too,” I pushed out. “ The better to have eleven hours to fuck you with.”

His grin was wicked this time as he pinched my nipple.

That shot between my legs and my body jerked.

“Stay still, darling,” he murmured.

Oh gods.

He was testing me.

“Honey,” I breathed.

His hand left my breast, and I was happy for the respite, but that wasn’t what he intended.

Both his hands traced down my back to my behind, where he seized my flesh, digging in, the pads of his fingers pressing maddeningly into my cleft.

“We’ll move here,” he decided.

“All right,” I panted.

He squeezed my behind.

I clutched his cock with my pussy.

He grunted, then growled.

“With this change in your schedule, do you think you can take an engagement trip?” he asked.

I wasn’t sure.

“Yes,” I forced out.

“A week? Two ?”

“However long you like.”

He lazily thrust his hips up.

Oh gods .

I whimpered.

His lips twitched.

Gah!

With one hand, he stroked my cleft.

That brought me up to a quiver, and it was a really good quiver.

“After the Masque . I’ll ask Muriel to plan it. Anywhere you’d like to go?”

“Anubis Island . The Elysian .”

“Not a space station?”

Beelzebub, his fingers were driving me crazy.

“Beach,” I moaned, wanting to give him what he wanted, but I was nearly at my end.

My Aleksei , he sensed it.

“Kiss me, darling,” he ordered thickly.

I kissed him with everything I had.

He broke it with a swat on my bottom and commanded, “ Pleasure yourself, Laura .”

No hesitation, I sat straight up and rode his thick cock like a woman possessed, orgasmed on a cry and an arch of my back that made me plant my hands in his thighs.

I was yanked off, rotated, positioned so I was straddling his face, and his big cock was right in front of mine.

From between my legs, he demanded, “ Suck me off while I eat you.”

I took him in my mouth, tasting me and him, with Aleksei doing the same between my legs, and in a rare simultaneous climax, he jetted down my throat and groaned up my pussy at the exact same time I came on his mouth.

He was lapping, and I had my cheek to his hip and was stroking when he repositioned me again, this time, throwing the covers over us while we were face to face, tangled together.

I nuzzled his throat and made purring noises.

“I think we’ll be happy here,” he said into my hair.

“I think we’d be happy anywhere,” I said into his skin.

Suddenly, I had no breath because his arms locked around me so tight, I couldn’t force any in so it could come back out. He also buried his face in the side of my neck.

“Aleksei,” I wheezed.

His hold loosened (but not that much), and he took his face out of my neck to catch my gaze.

“I want to spend the whole day with you here, just us, we’ll order in food,” he stated. “ Can you do that?”

I loved that he wanted that. But I would find a way to do anything for him.

Definitely that.

“Yes, baby,” I whispered.

An expression moved over his beautiful face I did not like.

He didn’t make me wait to explain it. “ I have to share you with everybody. I hate it, Laura .”

Oh gods.

I lifted a hand and stroked his jaw. “ I’m just yours.”

“I wish that was the case,” he muttered.

“It is,” I asserted.

He shook that off and said, “ I was proud of what you did yesterday. You were remarkably honest, but self-possessed.”

Ah.

Understanding was dawning.

“You didn’t like me sharing that part of my life,” I took a wild stab at guessing what his recent reaction was about.