Total pages in book: 51
Estimated words: 47068 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 235(@200wpm)___ 188(@250wpm)___ 157(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 47068 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 235(@200wpm)___ 188(@250wpm)___ 157(@300wpm)
"Dax," she whimpers.
"This is what it is to be loved by a Fae." We aren't gentle creatures. But neither are Valkyrie. And she gives as well as she takes, scratching and clawing. Biting. Her claw marks adorn my back and shoulders. Her bite marks litter my chest.
I flip her again, needing her eyes on me when I knot her. If for no other reason than because I want her to know that she's mine in that way. That it's my seed deep in her belly, and my knot keeping it there.
"You want to come again, lyseste ljós?" I ask, reaching between us to stroke her clit.
She shakes her head, gasping. "I can't. I can't."
"Ja, you can. You will."
"Dax."
"Outside of this bed, your word is law, Valkyrie," I murmur, brushing tangles of hair from her face. "I'll obey every command you give, even to the death. But in this bed, I make the rules. And you obey." I nuzzle her throat, pressing my lips against her ear as I stroke her clit, pumping into her at the same time. "That's what it is to love this Fae, Rissa."
"Dax," she groans, her inner muscles clenching and fluttering around me. Her Light crackling like electricity gathering in the sky. She blazes brighter and brighter still, on the edge of an orgasm bigger than anything she's ever known. I feel it building in her, threatening to annihilate her entire world.
"Jeg elsker deg," I breathe against her skin, hoping to send her over the edge. "I love you."
She flares brighter than a supernova, splintering apart in a shower of Light that turns the room around us white. Not a single sound passes her lips, yet I hear the truth whispering from her soul as if she screamed it into a megaphone.
I love you, Dax.
I roar in triumph, in surrender, and release my power over her as my knot catches, tying us together. Her body goes rigid beneath me, another orgasm crashing into her as everything in my soul hits her in a tidal wave and she feels the knot for the first time.
I bury my face in her throat, groaning as my seed pours into her in a hot flood. She writhes and moans, nails scrabbing down my back.
"Dax, Dax," she cries. "I feel it. Oh, God, I feel it."
I growl, turning my face to claim her mouth as another wave of lust roars through me at her words, threatening to send us both up in flame all over again. Gods alive. If this is what the bond is like with a Valkyrie, I understand completely why no warrior ever survived the loss of it.
How could they? Why would they even want to try?
Chapter Ten
Rissa
"Stop looking at me like that," I whisper, covering my face as Dax stares at me, a smirking as if he knows a secret. He's been looking at me the same way for hours. I've never seen him smile so much. I've never seen him so happy.
It looks good on him.
"Nei, Valkyrie. I won't," he says, gently prying my hands away from my face. "I'm not ashamed of what they heard. Nor should you be."
"They heard everything, Dax," I hiss. "Everything."
"Not everything," he says, still smirking.
I smack him with a pillow, earning a laugh from him.
"All is well, Rissa," he murmurs, drawing me into his arms. "They will not treat you any differently. If anything, you've become something even more precious to all of us now. It's been a long time since a Fae took a mate."
"Really?" I arch my brows, surprised. "None of the Fae ever wed?"
"Not the Fae in Valhalla. We could not more split our focus between a mate and our oath as we could between a single Valkyrie and our oath," he says, taking a big bite of the sandwich Damrion brought a little while ago. He chews and swallows before saying anything else. "No Fae has taken a mate since Álfheimr fell."
"Not even here on earth?"
"Nei," he says, nudging my plate toward me. "You should eat, bittesmå ljós."
I obediently take another bite of my sandwich, though I'm not very hungry. Honestly, I'm more worried than anything. Now that we're here, I'm not quite sure what to do. I made a list earlier of everyone I know in Seattle.
Well, almost everyone. There was one name I couldn't add to that list. One name I can't let Dax know about. If the Forsaken are watching my father, Dax will walk right into their trap to kill him. And if they've already taken him…well, I'm not sure I want to know what Dax will do. Let them kill him? Mount a rescue mission so he can kill the man himself?
Either is a possibility.
I hate keeping this from him, but I can't risk his Light. The Fae need it too badly. We need it too badly. I feel helpless, as useless here as I was in Eitr. Part of me wishes the Forsaken would attack already, though I have no idea what I'm supposed to do if and when they do.