Total pages in book: 40
Estimated words: 37864 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 189(@200wpm)___ 151(@250wpm)___ 126(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 37864 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 189(@200wpm)___ 151(@250wpm)___ 126(@300wpm)
I tremble, my body wound tight, desperate for their touch where I need it most. "Please," I breathe against Damrion's lips. "I need...I need..."
"Shh, ljúfr," Adriel soothes, his voice thick with desire as he hooks his fingers into the sides of my panties and drags them down. "We know what you need.”
Cool air kisses my wet folds, goosebumps erupting across my skin. And then Adriel's fingers are there, parting my slick folds, grinding against my clit.
I sob, my head falling back against his shoulder as pleasure crashes through me.
Damrion breaks our kiss to trail his lips down the column of my throat. He finds my racing pulse and latches on, sucking hard. The sweet sting sends another bolt of heat racing straight to my core.
His hand slips between my legs again, joining Adriel’s. Their fingers slide together over my clit for a moment, both of them working as one to drive me mad before Damrion teases my entrance. He gathers the wetness there, slowly sinking one long digit into me.
I gasp at the sudden fullness and exquisite stretch, my inner walls clenching around him.
"Faen, you're so tight," he groans.
“She’s perfect,” Adriel breathes, his teeth closing around the shell of my ear.
Damrion pumps his finger slowly, letting me adjust to the intrusion. Then he adds a second, filling me deliciously. He sets a steady rhythm, thrusting deep. His thumb finds my clit again, circling in time with Adriel's fingers.
The dual stimulation and overwhelming pleasure are almost too much. I'm caught between them, completely at their mercy as they work together to drive me wild with bliss.
Damrion’s lips find my throat again, sucking at my racing pulse. Adriel captures my lips, kissing me hard and deep.
They stroke and thrust and tease, building me up until I feel as if I’m flying. My blood turns to molten lava, my nerve endings sparking like live wires. I'm so close, trembling on the knife's edge of ecstasy.
"Let go, ljúfr," Adriel rasps against my lips. "Come for us."
His words are my undoing.
With a cry, I shatter, convulsing in their arms as rapture crashes through me. Wave after wave of pleasure rolls over me, leaving me wrecked on the shores of ecstasy.
They hold me through it, clinging to me, kissing me, murmuring to me. But all too soon, they pull away, the loss of their warmth leaving me cold and empty.
Adriel cups my cheek, his calloused thumb brushing over my skin. Damrion's fingers tangle with mine, squeezing once before he lets go.
"Stay safe," I whisper, my voice cracking.
Adriel's dark eye narrows. "Abigail—"
"Go," I cut him off. "Please. The Valkyrie needs you."
Damrion touches my cheek, searching my face as if looking for something. But whatever it is, he doesn’t find it. After a moment, he sighs quietly. "We'll return soon, ást-meer. I promise."
I nod, not trusting myself to speak. They share one last concerned glance before exiting the room, the door closing behind them with a soft click.
I sink to the floor, biting my fist to stifle the sob that claws its way up my throat.
"Forgive me," I whisper to the empty room. “Please forgive me.”
The vision flashes through my mind again—the portal, the Forsaken, the whips of dark magic. I know what's coming, and I know it’ll break them. Break us.
But there's no other way. To save the ones I love, I'll walk into the darkness, even knowing what waits for me.
Even if it means losing myself.
Chapter Three
Adriel
As Abigail’s door closes behind us, I hear her choked sob. It’s like a blade to my heart, threatening to carve out the mangled ruin that somehow still beats. The ruin she’s slowly begun to heal.
She’s hiding something. I feel it like poison in my veins, slowly eating away at my flesh. Even though she masked the bond between us again before she was even awake, her pain is too strong. It slips through cracks she doesn’t yet know how to shore up.
What did her vision show her?
Enough to have her beg us to kiss her as if she were afraid it would be the last time. Even now, I taste her on my lips. I feel her against my fingertip. My cock aches for relief from the incessant need that pounds through me every time I’m near her.
But worry for her overrides my need. It gnaws at my soul, demanding answers. I know I won’t get them from our little seer, however.
She may be the youngest of the Valkyrie we’ve found to date, but she might be the most fierce, too. She understands what’s at stake in a way no one else does. Every time she closes her eyes, she sees things she should never have to see. Her whole life, she’s seen them.
I glance at Damrion, signaling to him with a nod of my head to follow me down the hall. He meets my gaze, the same worry reflected in his eyes before I quickly look away. Even after all these years, it hurts to look at him. Sometimes, I think it always will.