“Torque is dealing with Bloodland business. There was an unexpected event.”
His voice doesn’t sound pleased. Such a shocker.
I peek my eyes open to stare at him. “What happened now?”
“Scur had an heir. Said heir tried to kill Torque in the battle. He was restrained, and now Torque is interrogating him.”
“A nephew. Didn’t see that coming at all. Is he okay?”
“Not injured if that’s what you’re asking. He’s a king and a damn powerful one. When I saw you both combine your energy, I didn’t think it was possible. Your auras were one. It was as if you both didn’t exist at that moment. There’s no denying it now, Anima, regardless of what you want.”
“I know. I have to get over this fear and start living. It’s irrational, but part of me feels if I depend on this too much, it will all wash away.”
Nox gets up from the chair, then takes a seat on the bed next to me. He brushes back the hair that’s matted to my forehead as he leans in to kiss me.
His lips are gentle on my head, and I sink into his loving gesture. It’s nice to have people care about more than my fighting style and who I can kill.
“You don’t have to worry about that any longer. Even if you didn’t have the Blood king, you have Uriel and me. We’ll always be there for you. You’re our dream come true.”
I melt into his touch. I need this. For a moment, I want to be selfish. His warmth is making the chill disappear from my body as he slowly combs my hair back. It’s so soothing I drift right back to sleep.
The slamming of a door wakes me up. My eyes pop open. I try to get up, but I fall right back down. Torque bursts through the room, throwing off his clothes as he goes.
His shirt falls to the floor, and I take in the chiseled features of his back. It’s littered with tattoos. Some I recognize, but others are foreign to me.
“Am I getting a striptease?” My voice comes out in a croak.
“Shit, Anima. I forgot they moved you in here. How are you feeling?”
He climbs on the bed and leans over my torso, not putting weight on me. He touches my cheek, then places a gentle kiss on my lips.
“My magic is gone. I don’t know how long it will take to come back or if it will, but I feel empty right now. The only thing I can feel is you and Namir.”
“It hasn’t left you. Your reserves are so depleted that it is hard to find any tendrils still inside you. You’re stronger than I could have imagined. You were wonderful.”
“Obviously.” I chuckle, and he leans in further and deepens the kiss. I can’t even move, but that doesn’t seem to stop him.
“Are you cold? I can warm you up.”
“I have all these blankets; I think I’ll be fine.”
“I wasn’t talking about that kind of warmth. I meant on the inside. Would you like me to show you more about the mate bond?”
Excitement rushes through me, and I lick my lips. He stands from the bed to strip off the rest of his clothes. I know it was only yesterday that I saw him nude, but he’s even more impressive in the daylight.
He slips into the bed beside me, and I try to lean toward him. He gently pushes me back. “Relax. I have the rest. After this, you decide if you want to take control.”
A burning need crawls through me as I think about all the orgasms I’m going to have while mated to him. If the rest of my existence will be like last night, I’ll die a smiling woman.
He kisses my shoulder and then moves across my chest, making his way down farther. His eyes don’t leave mine. I bite my bottom lip, hating I can’t reach out and touch him.
With one last wicked grin, he pulls the covers over his head and makes his way to my breast. His tongue lavishes the nipple, soft at first and then flicking it harder.
My mind wants to push into him, but my body is too drained. He takes the other in his mouth, squeezing the first with his hand. I moan out a sigh as I try to enjoy the attention.
His lips trail down my soft stomach, veering off to kiss my hip bone. My nerves ignite, and I wish I could squirm or push his head where it needs to me.
“Torque, this is torture. It’s bad enough I can’t touch you.”
His response is a chuckle right over my core. His heated breath sends a thrill through my blood. The anticipation is killing me.
Finally, I feel the lightest brush of his tongue slide over my folds and land on my clit. Another moan comes out of me, and my body shifts slightly.
He licks harder. With each stroke, I feel a bit of my magic coming back. He grabs my hips and pulls me toward him, his face buried between my legs.
His hands squeeze my ass, and he lifts me to get a better angle. When the blankets fall off him, I’m granted the sight of Torque’s cock, hard, thick, and waiting for me.
His growl sends me into a frenzy. My hands come to life, and I’m able to squeeze the sheets next to me.
“Oh… gods, Torque.” My voice isn’t weak any longer. In fact, my strength is returning. I can feel the magic between us being shared. It’s going back and forth like a wave.
“Mmm.” He hums into me before slipping his tongue into my entrance. My legs twitch, but he grips me tighter, forcing himself deeper into me.
He fucks me with his tongue until I see stars in the back of my closed lids. “I’m going to….”
I can’t finish my sentence because he moves his tongue to my clit and sucks gently, giving me the pressure I crave.
I come hard and
