27. Chapter 27

Chapter 27

It might be worth the risk.

Fyn dried his long hair with a towel as he glanced at the door. We’d been in the shower where I’d planned to successfully make him come again. Last night, after watching Fyn jerk off, I’d helped him come with my fingers and mouth on his dick as water had cascaded over his black scales in a distracting array. Today, I was going to try again and not have him touch himself, though maybe have him play with his nipple rings, except, this time, we were interrupted by a communication ping.

There was an emergency, and the Cohort, the ruling parliament of Tamkolvanloknol, was called to assemble. While Fyn wasn’t a voting member—the whole first phase of adulthood thingamajig—he and his brothers as princes had been summoned. Though, I supposed, Kal had a vote now that he was mated to Seth.

This whole mated-adult thing was odd to me, and I was still trying to get a grasp on it. I always tried to respect other cultures, but come on. Why would being married—or, excuse me, mated make you an adult? It was stupid to me, but whatever.

He glanced at me for the thousandth time, and I said, “Don’t worry, Sunshine. I’ll make you come later. Nothing else but me on your cock.”

“That is not what I’m worried about, Mate.”

“No?” I looked down at his half-hard dick, which started to firm up the longer I stared at it.

He ran his fingers over me, making a shiver go down his spine. That adorable divot was between his well-sculpted eyebrows again. I almost moved to smooth the tension away, but I didn’t know if my non-existent touch would be enough.

Desire so powerful it was a miracle I didn’t combust washed through me. I wondered if it would be worth it to kiss him. To focus as hard as possible and have the slightest resistance of his flesh against my soul. If Fyn knew the cost, his answer would be a decided no, but I hovered in the indecisive gray area. Kissing him might be worth vanishing for a few hours. I needed to experience being with him in some tangible way at least once.

I peeked at my gray fingertips. The transparency was starting to spread up the digits. I kept trying to rationalize that everything was fine… but I didn’t know if it was. Kissing Fyn might not be a good idea, but fucking hell, I wanted it so bad.

“Stay here while I’m gone, Little Soul,” he said.

“What?”

“I would bring you with me, but my parents will ask, and I will not lie. But I want you here. I don’t know what is happening. Emergency gatherings like this are rarely called.”

“You know I can’t be hurt, right?” News flash, he was worried again. Color me shocked.

“I know, but that doesn’t change my instincts. I have to protect you, Caleb. I need to know where you are. If something is truly wrong and I have to leave, I need to know where you are and how to get you because I will not leave without you.”

“If that did happen and I wasn’t here, you should trust that I can and will take care of myself.”

“Caleb.”

“Zoltilvoxfyn,” I groaned. “Trust me. I have wandered for a long time. I’ve seen all manner of shocking things out there. Trust that I would find you because I would. No matter the distance, no matter the struggle, no matter the circumstance, I would find you. I will never leave you.”

He leaned closer, his lips near mine. “I do trust you, my Caleb, but I must keep you safe.”

I fell headlong into the pressing desire to feel at least resistance. I forced all of my attention onto my mouth. Going up on my toes, I pressed my lips against his and met a tangible force stopping me.

I felt nothing from the contact, but when he gasped, against me, a deep, molten sensation like lava moving beneath the crust of the Earth burned me, and for all of one second, there was the smoothness of his lips and scent of… something earthen or dirt-like, soil maybe, on his scales before it faded. But it had been there. I hadn’t smelled anything in so long, all memory was gone. I couldn’t have made that up.

The resistance faded, and I slid through him.

Fyn brushed my cheek, but his fingers disappeared. “What was that, my Mate?”

“If I focus as hard as possible, I can touch something for a moment.” With a surreptitious glance, I saw my hands were vanishing. It wouldn’t be too long until I disappeared, which Fyn would not enjoy. God. He was going to freak the fuck out. Great job, Caleb . I never think shit through. But, hey, I touched him, even if it was only for a moment.

He pressed his fingers to his lips. “Thank you.”

I grinned as brightly as possible and ushered him out of the bedroom. He needed to get the hell out of here before I disappeared. Thankfully, I should reappear before he got back from his meeting.

“Go. You’re late.”

“I need you to wait here, Caleb. I have to know you’re safe,” he said, stepping into the living room. “You are the most important thing in my life.”

Hands behind my back, I said, “I will be right here. But for some odd reason, if I’m not, don’t panic. I will always come back to you.”

My Sunshine frowned something deep as he remained rooted in the same spot like a damn tree. “Why would you leave?”

Already my feet and arms were beginning to vanish. It wouldn’t take much more for Fyn to notice. “Fine,” I said. “I will wait right here. In fact, I will wait in your bed.”

“Our bed.”

An unstoppable smile spread over my lips. “Our bed. I expect sex when you get back.”

His fingers brushed my cheek. “Insatiable.”

“Yep.”

“Fine, I will leave.”

When he turned toward the door, I rushed to the bedroom. I poked my head through the door to watch him leave. At the last moment, Fyn turned around.

“I would do anything for you, Fyn. Anything,” I said, and shit, I meant it. I would do whatever needed to be done to stay with him. I would sacrifice my own soul to stay beside Fyn and keep him smiling, even if it was only for one more day.

With one last look, he left.

I slid back into the bedroom, standing on the other side of the door, and lifted my hands, but they were gone. I was disintegrating. I tried to curl my fingers, and for a moment, they wrapped around something soft or maybe smooth or silky, I didn’t know, but it vanished so quickly I wasn’t certain which it was—this was all new to me.

“Please don’t let me be gone long,” I begged the universe. “I had to kiss him at least once.”

My last thought before the darkness stole me was of my Fyn.