Total pages in book: 208
Estimated words: 209645 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1048(@200wpm)___ 839(@250wpm)___ 699(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 209645 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1048(@200wpm)___ 839(@250wpm)___ 699(@300wpm)
He watched her eyes grow wide and then he saw them grow hooded when he kept his own open as he took her mouth.
He did not give in this time when he eventually got his mouth between her legs.
He made her come that way and learned the taste of her climax was glorious.
Though he did give in when she wished to ride him.
However, he sat up as she did so in order that he could watch from close as she enjoyed his cock.
He vaguely heard the unicorns whinny when they both climaxed.
And in the end, he liked it much better when he collapsed to his back with Ellie draped on him.
Cassius did not limit the exploration of her skin to the small of her back. He perused her arse too.
And Elena showed she liked it by shoving her face in his neck, sighing and trembling against his touch.
He wished to prolong it, and he did as long as he could.
But eventually he had to say, “We must return to camp.”
“I know.”
“The camp is not far, thus, it is likely they will have heard us,” he warned.
“I know.”
“If Mac was not enthralled in his own pursuits, there will be ribbing,” he continued.
“Same with Jazz.”
He drew in breath and let it go. After, he rolled her up and took them to their feet. They dressed.
And as if knowing they intended to rejoin the others, the unicorn stallion brayed at them before both creatures turned and gracefully galloped into the forest.
He and Elena watched them go until they could be seen no longer.
Then Elena offered to carry the blankets, Cassius refused, tossing them over an arm and taking her hand with his free one.
They started back that way and Cassius asked, “Do you know why they left The Enchantments to be here in Wodell?”
“The unicorns?”
“Yes.”
“Because they’re ours.”
He stopped them to look down at her. “Pardon?”
“Unicorns mate for life,” she told him.
This knowledge was interesting, but it did not answer his question.
Therefore, he prompted, “And?”
“Do you remember that card you drew? In the garden at Catrame Palace when I did your reading?”
“Yes.”
“I drew a unicorn as well, some weeks earlier, the day I was told I was to wed you.”
He stared at her.
“I did not understand it,” she muttered. “Now I think I do.”
“Would you like to share?” he requested when she did not go on.
She continued to mutter when she said, “I don’t know.”
“I do,” he stated firmly.
She hesitated, took in his expression, then bit her lip.
“Elena,” he warned.
“There are tales of yore. Tales of lovers,” she began, but said no more.
“Yes?” he prompted yet again.
“True love, destined for one another,” she whispered.
He grew solid.
She carried on.
“In those days, before it was known the magic a unicorn possessed, that it could be had by taking their horns. Before the unicorns learned to evade our kind. That if two lovers who were destined for one another found each other, they would know this for their unicorn mates would find them. Then man and woman, stallion and mare would be bound together in love and magic. And if the woman should perish, so would the mare, so the stallion and male could have the other close in their mourning. And, er…vice versa.”
When he made no reply, she rushed to fill the silence.
“This does not mean what you had with your —”
“It is not surprising, Elena,” he stated gruffly. “We are destined for the other.”
She peered up at him hesitantly.
To take the hesitance out of her gaze, he bent and touched his mouth to hers and then murmured, “I have received many gifts tonight.”
She smiled a smile of blinding beauty.
He allowed himself a moment to enjoy it before he tugged on her hand to get them moving again.
When they arrived, they saw the fire was banked, the campsite deserted, and Cassius thanked the gods for this as he led Elena to their tent.
They were curled together under their blanket when Mac called out, “About bloody time,” which was followed by Jasmine’s husky laughter, a loud giggle from Rose and an annoyed shout from Ian of “You just couldn’t keep your mouth shut, could you?”
Mac chose not to reply.
“Bloody hell,” Cassius muttered.
Elena did naught but laugh softly and cuddle closer.
When no more came from any of the others, Cassius relaxed.
“You see?” Elena asked confusingly.
“See what?”
“You were tense, waiting for someone to say something else, when you don’t care. You think I care. And only when you knew it would be all right for me did you find calm.”
He was incorrect.
She had not grown fond of him.
It was much more.
A great deal more.
And Cassius could not deny having this from her was warming.
He did not give her that knowledge.
He curled her closer and murmured, “Be quiet and go to sleep, princess.”
“Can we have more sex in the morning?” she requested.