Total pages in book: 86
Estimated words: 85552 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 428(@200wpm)___ 342(@250wpm)___ 285(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 85552 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 428(@200wpm)___ 342(@250wpm)___ 285(@300wpm)
“Please answer the question, Ian.” I stirred in my seat as under my dress, Xander yanked my panties down. My gown’s material continued to cover his hands, but I was sure Ian knew exactly what he was doing.
Ian gazed at Xander’s lips each time they made contact with my skin on my shoulder. “Like I told you before, my father’s goal was to make sure Capitol City possessed good relations with mage tribes. He was only successful with Tribe Wind and invited the chief and his family to our castle.”
Xander trailed his fingers along the folds of my pussy. Heat spread over my body.
I kept my voice low. “Stop it, Xander.”
He continued to caress my pussy with those skilled fingers.
A lusty shiver ran through me.
I squeezed my thighs together and clamped them against Xander’s hand so he wouldn’t try to touch me any further.
A deep growl thundered from Xander’s chest. His gold eyes brightened as he targeted me with his gaze.
“Let Xander touch you.” Ian licked his lips. “I don’t mind. He’s hungry for you. When was the last time he drank your blood?”
“At dusk.”
“Then he should feed again,” Ian said.
“For once, I agree with Ian.” Xander’s gorgeous lips parted. The tips of his fangs became visible. Tenderly, he separated my thighs with his hand.
He can’t see what I’m doing. Xander’s voice entered my mind. Open your legs wider, my queen. Your dress is covering everything.
I swallowed and widened my legs some more for him. “G-go ahead with your story, Ian.”
Xander slipped his fingers along my moistening clit. His touch was hot and arousing.
That feels so good.
Yes, my queen.
I blinked.
My heartbeats picked up.
“Phinova was the daughter of Tribe Wind’s chief.” Ian’s lips curled up at the edges. “A blood mage can be born in any tribe. However, the birth signals the parents’ lack of faith in the goddess, so as you can assume, many little blood mages were secretly killed or given away. I’m sure your real parents gave you to the humans that raised you in Zumaya.”
I flinched and squeezed my thighs, stopping Xander’s hungry hand. “Or my parents who raised me could’ve been mage.”
“Perhaps.” Ian shrugged, but doubt glazed his eyes. “Regardless, Tribe Wind was more educated than the other tribes. They were very different with how they saw blood mages.”
I kept Xander’s hand still between my squeezed thighs. “How different?”
“They didn’t believe blood mages were curses or symbols of spiritual uncertainty. Wind was the first tribe to realize the power in their blood and diluted it enough to create healing medicines for trade with other creatures.”
Somehow, Xander’s hand glided through my thighs, sending a wave of pleasure that made me draw in a sharp breath.
Every inch of my skin tingled in anticipation as Xander’s hand drew closer to my pulsing center. When he finally pushed two fingers into me, a blissful moan escaped my lips and my nipples hardened in response.
Ian’s copper eyes brightened to a heated glow. “Phinova was a valuable source to Tribe Wind. But even more important, she was breathtakingly beautiful. Any male—vampire, human, elfkin, or mage—was captivated with her.”
Xander pulled his fingers out, giving me a moment to think. Seconds later, he took his fingers from under my dress and began licking them.
Oh my.
I’m close to fucking you in front of him.
Calm down. I knew you shouldn’t have gotten high.
I can’t wait to drink from you. The hunger is too intense.
Ian chuckled on the other side of the wagon. “Oh. The joys of ripening. Is he speaking in your head right now? How much does he need to be inside of you, queen?”
My bottom lip quivered. “What did. . ?”
Ian gave me a wicked smirked and leaned his head to the side. “Yes?”
“What did Phinova look like?”
“Brown skin. Breathtaking brown eyes. Long, lush, dark red hair that she always kept in two braids that fell down to her waist.”
I blinked. “And you and the Quiet King both fell in love with Phinova?”
Xander dove his hands back up under my dress. Next, he began ripping my panties away. The sound filled the wagon.
Really?
I gritted my teeth.
He’s lost it.
Ian’s smile widened until I could see his fangs sliding out of his gums. “Tribe Wind remained in our kingdom for a month. The chief and my father exchanged information. Things like cultivating land, building techniques, and new inventions.”
Xander outlined my now drenched folds with his fingers and buried his face into my cleavage, rubbing his cheek against my breasts.
His warm breath made me shudder. A heat spread through my body, and he held me tighter.
Hurry this up.
His horns emerged, pushing through his forehead.
Fuck. . .
The horns shined in the moons’ light.
So hauntingly sexy, any other time I would have moaned and undressed. The urge for him to rub those horns against my nipples ripped through me as fast as they had appeared.