Page 38 of Shadowbound (The Shadow Fae #3)

Sylvanna

“A re you ready?” I ask and my Paladin nods.

We’re in the Solarium, the round glass dome at the very center of the Royal Palace.

It shows the night sky outside with the full silver moon shining down from above.

Around us are plants of every description, all lit up by their own magical luminescence.

Pink and purple, blue and yellow, orange and red—so many flowers and leaves flowing with color—it’s a truly beautiful sight.

But even more enticing is the sight of my Paladin bound in the middle of the room.

He is lying on his back, his arms and legs secured to the corners of the stone altar, though of course, no cords or bindings of any kind could hold him if he wanted to be free.

The Drake inside him is too strong to be restrained if it didn’t wish to be.

He doesn’t want to be free, though—and his Drake has no problem being tied—as long as I am the one doing the tying. I know all of this now, even though I’m not wearing the Jewel of Knowing. I don’t need it anymore. The blood Alaric gave me deepened our Bond and I’m about to strengthen it even more.

Of course, I know this is going to make parting agony. But I won’t think about that now—we have other business at hand.

Alaric is naked—his strong body bound to the altar. I myself am wearing nothing but a long black silk robe, open at the front to show my bare body. Soon I will shed even that. I must be sky-clad to gain the power of the Moon that shines above us.

I step up to the altar and lay The Heart of the Eclipse on my lover’s bare chest. So I name him for so he is. No longer will he be my Blood-servant—not if this ritual goes as expected.

I found the spell at the very back of the Thornheart Grimoire.

I don’t know why I never saw it before, back when I first had The Heart.

I think I probably wasn’t ready for it yet and the grimoire knew it.

But now that it has shown me the ritual, I hope it will allow me to awaken The Heart and heal both my Queen and my country—and possibly even Solaris as well.

But such rewards don’t come without risks. This is dangerous and Alaric knows it. Still, he wants it as much as I do. When I explained the ritual as well as the risks, he only nodded his head and said,

“Let’s do it.”

And so, we are.

Dropping my robe, I ascend the steps leading up to the altar naked. I take the silver goblet beside Alaric’s head and lift the ceremonial dagger. I prick my finger with it and let a few droplets of blood fall into the spiced wine. Then I prick Alaric’s finger and do the same with his blood.

I swirl the goblet, looking down at him, waiting for the blood and wine to mix.

“This could kill us both, you know,” I remind him.

My Paladin only nods.

“As long as we die together, I don’t mind, Mistress,” he says stoically. “We have to do the best we can to heal our nations.”

“And your Drake feels the same?” I ask, already knowing the answer.

He nods again.

“Neither of us fears death. Gods, it should be strange to have someone inside me—someone I can talk to who lives in my head and can take over my body at will. But somehow…it isn’t. I guess because he was in there all along.”

“He’s been living inside you since you were born,” I agree. “Your father must have had Drake blood too—usually it passes from father to son. Though it’s been generations since there was a Drake Shifter in Nocturna—or in Solaris as far as I know.”

“There’s one here now, and he’s completely fucking devoted to you, Mistress. So let’s get on with this.” He nods at The Heart, sitting on his chest. “Let’s wake this thing up and heal both our kingdoms.”

“We can only try.”

I drink of the wine and then drip a few drops into Alaric’s open mouth as well. I see the flames rise in his eyes as he swallows. Our combined power is vast—we could take over both Nocturna and Solaris and rule them even now. But I don’t want that—I want my friend back.

However, the Queen’s addiction is so deep, taking the Glass of Distraction away from her now would kill her. I must heal her instead…and hopefully heal my country as well as Alaric’s.

And this is the only way to do it.

Taking a deep breath, I begin to chant.

“Now in this unholy hour,

To break the Curse, I call the Power.

I call for Shadow and for Light

I call on Day as well as Night.

I bring you pleasure

I offer pain.

To make things Broken

Whole again!”

As I finish speaking, I mount the altar and straddle my Paladin.

Alaric’s long shaft is already straining, standing up hard and erect, as though daring me to try to take it into my pussy.

He’s thick—thicker than any of the toys I usually use on myself—much thicker than my pleasure wand at home.

But I know I have to take him—together we will sacrifice his virginity to wake The Heart.

It’s the only way, even though the power it might release could kill us both.

I start to lower myself down onto him but he stops me with a word.

“Mistress!”

“Yes?” I look up at him, concerned. Has he changed his mind?

“Give me your sweet pussy—let me taste you one more time before you do that,” he begs, his voice low with need. “If we really might die tonight, I want to die with your honey on my lips.”

His words warm me and I love how eager he is to taste me.

“Very well, my Paladin,” I murmur.

I change positions until I’m kneeling with my pussy positioned over his mouth. But I don’t lower myself just yet to meet his seeking lips and tongue.

“Gods, yes, Mistress!” he groans and his big body strains against the black silk bands, nearly breaking them. “Feed me that sweet little pussy—give it to me! Fucking drown me in your juices!”

I can’t deny him any longer. I lower myself, grinding against his willing mouth and feel him start to lick and suck, devouring me eagerly.

A low rumbling growl is building in his throat and I know his Drake is enjoying this as well.

The two of them might be separate entities, but they share the same dreams…

the same desires. I can see the flames in his eyes when I look down and I know I’ll be making love to both of them tonight.

My pleasure rises quickly—brought on by Alaric’s skillful tongue and by his Drake’s heat. No other woman would be able to withstand the burning tongue he thrusts inside me, but my Shadow Magic protects me and allows me to get pleasure from it as he devours me hungrily.

“That’s right, my Paladin,” I moan, gripping his hair and grinding my open pussy against his mouth. “That’s right—eat me! Lick my pussy and give me pleasure. Goddess, you’re doing such a good job!”

He growls and redoubles his efforts, lashing my sensitive clit with the burning tip of his tongue.

I’m almost sure his Drake is breaking through—tasting me along with Alaric, but I don’t care.

In fact, I love it! And before I know it, my pleasure is rising to a crest and I’m coming and drenching his face in my juices.

Alaric groans with pleasure and cleans me with his tongue until I sit back, panting. His eyes are half-lidded and filled with flames as he looks up at me.

“Fuck me now, Mistress,” he growls and his voice is inhumanly deep. “Take me deep inside you and fuck me!”

“That’s exactly what I’m planning, my Paladin,” I assure him. But when I scoot back down his body, my eyes go wide.

His long, thick cock is even longer and thicker now and it’s covered in scales—tiny gold and red ones shining in the moonlight.

I take it in my hand, but I can’t fit my fingers around it. In fact, it’s grown so big that I can’t span it, even using both hands! His Drake is definitely breaking through. His precum steams as it leaks from the slit in the broad crown as big as my fist. How can I possibly fit all this inside me?

As though it was waiting for this question, I see the Thornheart Grimoire shimmer into existence right in front of me. Well—that’s the first time it’s appeared out of thin air! But I’m not complaining.

“Show me a spell to help me take all this,” I tell it and nod to my Paladin’s shaft. Then I stroke a droplet of precum from the tip of the massive cock and let it drip onto the leather cover.

The grimoire groans and opens, the pages bleeding black. They flip until they come to a simple cantrip which looks to be just what I need.

“Very good,” I murmur and then I position myself with the mouth of my pussy just brushing the immense, broad head. I can feel the burning heat as I rub it against my aching clit and begin to chant.

“Let me open

Spread me wide

Let me take

Him deep inside.

Let me fuck him

Let me come

Let him fill me

With his cum.”

I can feel the spell working at once as my entrance begins to stretch. Even so, I can feel my inner walls spreading to the limit as the thick, gold and red cock begins to slowly slide inside me.

“Gods, Mistress—your soft little pussy is so tight!” Alaric growls as we both watch it slipping, inch-by-inch, deeper and deeper into me. I can’t believe I’m taking it all—it’s so thick! But the spell is making room inside me, allowing me to open for him.

“And your cock is so…so big , my Paladin,” I pant.

“You can take it,” he growls softly, his eyes filled with flames. “I know you can, Mistress. Gods, I can’t wait to be all the way inside you!”

I want that too. I murmur the magical cantrip to myself again, reinforcing the spell as I take the burning hot shaft deeper and deeper into my pussy.

Gods, he’s huge! And hot as a branding iron.

But my Shadow Magic protects me and I feel nothing but lust as I impale myself on him and take him to the root at last.

“Do you feel that, my Paladin?” I ask, looking down as I brace myself on his muscular abs. “Do you feel your cock all the way inside me? Do you feel me taking you?”

“Gods, yes—Mistress!” he growls, his eyes pure flames now. “Take me—use me for your pleasure! Fuck yourself on me!”

He doesn’t have to ask again. Bracing myself, I raise up and then lower down, thrusting his cock even deeper into my hungry pussy, taking my pleasure with him as he groans and writhes under me.

“Move for me, my Paladin—thrust!” I command him. “I want to feel you thrusting your big Drake cock deep in my pussy!”

I can feel the power building as I speak and The Heart of the Eclipse has begun to flicker. I see sparks of light in its purple depths and know that this is working. The power is growing—we just have to hope that it doesn’t consume both Alaric and myself.

“Fuck me!” I command him, grinding myself down on his monstrous cock and feeling it swell inside me. “Fuck me, my Paladin—you and your Drake. I need to feel you shooting inside me—filling my womb with your seed!”

He groans and flexes his hips, thrusting up powerfully to seat himself deep in my hungry pussy.

The gold and red scales have now flowed down his cock to cover his belly as well and I can feel them sliding against my clit as I rub against him.

I’m riding him hard and it feels so good—almost too good.

I know I’m going to come again soon and I know that Alaric needs to come at the same time.

“I’m close!” I warn him. “Goddess, Alaric—so close! Can you come with me? Can you fill my pussy with your seed?”

“Gods, Mistress—you know I can.” He thrusts again and then holds still, buried to the hilt inside me.

I can feel the impossibly broad head pressing hard against the mouth of my womb.

And then I’m coming again, spasms of pleasure shooting through me as my pussy clamps down on the thick invader while I moan his name.

“Alaric! My Paladin! Come for me now—come deep inside me!”

“Yes, Mistress!” he groans. And then he’s shooting what feels like liquid fire inside me. Thick and burning hot it fills me and spills out onto my thighs.

At the same time, the power we’ve been building reaches a fever pitch. I feel it swelling within me as Alaric’s cock swells and erupts in my pussy. Will it be too much to contain?

I feel like my whole body is filled with light. It comes bursting out my eyes and mouth—shooting from my fingertips. It’s too much… too , too much!

We’re going to die! I think, because the light is coming from Alaric’s eyes and mouth now too. We’ve overplayed our hand—we don’t have enough magic between us to absorb this kind of power!

But then The Heart of the Eclipse—still sitting on Alaric’s chest—bursts into life. A beam of pure, brilliant energy bursts from the dark purple depths and shoots straight up to the sky. It’s so bright I’m sure that it’s visible from miles around.

The feeling that I’m about to explode—and take Alaric with me—slowly dissipates and I collapse, panting, on his chest with The Heart cradled between us. Goddess, we did it! We did it and we didn’t die.

I feel relief so vast I can scarcely contain it.

“It worked!” Alaric looks at me with excited eyes. The light is no longer shining from either of us since The Heart absorbed the energy we were both channeling.

“Yes.” I kiss him on the lips, savoring my own secret flavor there. “Yes, my Paladin. It worked. The Heart of the Eclipse has been wakened.”

He looks down at himself.

“Oof—it’s really fucking heavy now!”

“Is it?” I try to pick it up off his chest…and find that I can’t. Though it’s relatively small, I can’t budge it, even using both hands. It must be the power inside it—it’s almost got its own gravity now. “I can’t lift it,” I tell Alaric. “Can you?”

He tries with one hand, frowns and then tries with both and barely manages to budge it.

“Fucking heavy!” he growls. “It’s a wonder it isn’t crushing a hole through my chest!”

“Your Drake is helping you bear the weight of it, I think,” I say thoughtfully. “Maybe he can help you lift it as well.”

“Maybe so…”

He concentrates for a moment and then I see his hands change…they become larger and covered in gold and red scales. Again, it’s his Drake coming out.

“Let’s try this again!” he says in a deep, inhuman voice. And then he plucks The Heart off his chest with one huge, scaled hand and holds it out to me.

“Thank you,” I say, smiling, talking to both my Paladin and his Drake.

“You are most welcome, Mistress. Now what do we do?”

“Now,” I say, “We’re going to heal the Queen.”