Chapter 23

Sy

Ijogged toward my lover, swaying my hips.

The fae prince leaned against the maple tree under the moonlight, his silver eyes tracking my every move, the hunger and heat in them making my cunt wet instantly.

Get him hooked! Barbie urged. You must do a good job, so he'll give us more diamonds.

I hissed at her, silencing her. I couldn't get rid of my third wheel, since we shared the space, but I did not need her constant negative comments.

And now I was just hungrier, so I gave up my swaying and sprang toward Rowan.

I didn't run into his arms but leapt over seven feet to get to him. Surprise flitted by his eyes, but he caught me with strong hands, and I clamped my legs around his waist. If he were a human male, I'd have driven him to the ground. But Rowan stood firm, gripping my butt cheeks possessively.

I rubbed my cunt against his front, soaking his pants, for all I cared.

Without exchanging pleasantries, he slanted his mouth over mine. I parted my lips and thrust my tongue into his open mouth.

I might not be a proper lady by society's standards, but I liked to let my man know what I wanted so he'd deliver the way I wanted. No need for subtlety. I was here for a fuck, not to play games.

Our tongues tangled in a mating dance, primal lust boiling in me. While I kissed him back hard, I slid my fingers into his trousers, going for his huge erection, pumping its hard length up and down before pulling it out of his trousers and freeing it.

Rowan didn't miss a beat. He growled in pleasure at my touch and lifted me to position my entrance against his crown. One powerful thrust, and he was sheathed deeply within me.

I could tell that he'd missed me just as much as I had him. He thrust into me hard and fast without giving me a second to adjust to his massive shaft, venting his pent-up lust and rage. But I liked it. I could take anything he threw at me, and I loved rage fucking.

I shoved my hands into his shirt, raking my fingernails across his muscled back. He hissed in approval. The princes all liked a little pain mixed with their pleasure. At least, I knew three princes were like that.

My heavy breasts bounced up and down as Rowan pushed me to ride his cock. I moaned against his lips, starting to feed.

Barbie sat in a corner, smiling and thinking about diamonds while taking the potent sexual energy Rowan and I created into herself without doing any of the hard work.

"Like me fucking you, little monster?" Rowan broke our kiss and growled. Lust twisted his handsome face. "Missed my cock, didn't you?"

Tell him yes!Barbie turned to us. And ride him faster, Sy! He likes you wild. Try a different angle. Make him more excited and get him to come asap. We need to harvest more juice.

Shut up! I spat at her.

I didn't want my lover to come so fast. No woman liked a man with a reputation as a three-second wonder.

"I want your cock all the time, my sugar Rowan," I offered. "After you make me come hard thrice, I'll give you a blowjob."

"You will, my little monster?" he asked, thrusting into my molten core vehemently.

I smirked at him and lied easily. "I'm the queen of blowjobs."

Barbie rolled her eyes. That's a terrible title.

Rowan hissed, "You'll give no one blowjobs but me!"

"Possessive, aren't you, sugar?" I purred.

"You're my woman," he said.

Barbie peeked out. Good, he's hooked!

I met his brutal thrusts beat by beat. We fucked like two beasts.

Underhill has a place for you,Barbie said. I don't want anyone to see you two fuck without shame. We talked about safe sex, remember?

Safe sex means condoms. I corrected her. Supernaturals don't catch STDs, except for witches. You should worry about your friend Bea.

"Let's go inside Underhill, princeling," I said.

"Like last time?" he asked.

"Like last time, sugar."

"Underhill likes you too."

He didn't know it was because of Barbie's connection. The wild magic loved her. Underhill had been lonely for so long, and finally, it had met another pure magical being.

To my delight, Rowan delivered three more long thrusts before he carried me into the forest, putting a shield around me, and our bodies remained locked together.

In front of us, at its inner border, Underhill had erected a small cabin, with vines and flowers draped over the wooden walls.

My eyes widened before my face stretched into an appreciative smile. Underhill had made us a lovers' lodge.

More like a whorehouse,Barbie barked. So don't get too comfortable. When it's time to go, you'll need to leave.

I grinned wider. You whore me out for diamonds now, don't you, little pimp?

I was only glad that Rowan couldn't hear the internal chats between Barbie and me. He'd freak out even more if he knew Barbie and I cohabited, like two peas in a pod.

Rowan let out a whistle as he saw a flower bed well-placed in the middle of the cabin under a mirrored ceiling so we could watch ourselves while we fucked.

"Thanks," the fae prince said to Underhill, and kicked the door shut.

Now that Underhill and I have provided a good working place for you,Barbie chirped, get to it. Do a quickie. I need to glean more energy. And tell your lover boy if he brings bigger diamonds next time, Underhill and I will make the whorehouse even nicer.

She hadn't done a damn thing for Rowan and me. She just got Underhill to do all the work while she reaped the reward—diamonds. But then, I got something out of it too—I got hot sex! There was nothing in this world better than fucking. I'd take getting fucked by Rowan over diamonds any second of the day. What could diamonds do for me?

"Now that I've impressed you by getting us a nice cabin, my sugar Rowan," I purred, taking credit as well, "it's time you serve me and make me come. Will you make me come hard?"

"Is this a role play?" he asked as he laid me down and followed me to the flower bed, thrusting into my depths.

I watched his gorgeous buttocks flex in the ceiling mirror in fascination as he heaved up and down, plunging into me over and over. Then I lifted my head to stare at his cock driving deep into me. My cunt gloved him tightly. He was made for me!

He groaned. "So wet, little monster! Your juice coats my length."

The wet sound of flesh slapping flesh echoed erotically off the walls of the cabin. I clamped my legs around the small of his back, feeling his hard muscles rippling beneath as he fucked me vehemently.

I moaned loudly as his thrusts became more powerful and brutal, pouring his energy into me. Barbie lunged to take it into herself while fanning her face.

I moved on top of Rowan, riding his length. I rocked my hips, although I barely had any room to maneuver since his cock stretched my tight passage to the limit. Yet I managed to heave up and down, swirl, and slam into his base.

I fucked my man with abandon. Rowan rolled his eyes back in ecstasy, cupping my bouncing breasts in his large hands.

"Fuck me, little monster," he called, bucking his hips up to drive into my molten core.

"I am fucking you, sugar."

Our speed became a blur, our hard breathing mingled, and our flesh locked tightly and erotically.

This was the best coupling ever!

"Your cunt squeezes me so hard!" he growled in approval.

"Will you fuck only me?"

"Yes, little monster. I haven't fucked anyone else since I started fucking you."

His thumb brushed my swollen clit, and my legs jerked at the sensation.

His cock drove so deep within me that I gasped at the slight burning pain that mixed with the incredible pleasure. He pounded into me faster and harder amid my breathless gasps and moans.

I exploded on his cock at his next brutal thrust and roared as I came. He bellowed as he arrived a second later, pumping his bountiful seed into me.

We both fed on the potent energy we created together, and I sighed in satisfaction.

He lifted me off him, got me on all fours, and thrust into me from behind while we were both still high and riding through our climax.

I cried at the new wave of pleasure, and my claws slid out to their full length.

Rowan stilled behind me, his muscles stiffening.

Shit!Barbie cursed, and tensed, pausing her feeding.

"Barbie showed the same claws when she cut off the heads of Medea's snakes," Rowan drawled.

My heart pounded, or more likely, it was Barbie's heartbeat roaring in my ears. I was always the cool one. I understood Barbie's reason why our dual identity couldn't be discovered, though I didn't exactly agree with her. I'd longed to live my own life ever since I'd met Rowan.

But she kept saying that there wasn't anyone else like us and that we'd not only be labeled as an abomination; we'd be regarded as a threat. It wasn't just humans who feared the unknown and were known for eliminating different species. The supernaturals weren't that much different when it came to genocide.

"That's how Barbie and I became friends." I huffed a peal of laughter and slowly retracted my claws. "Do you know that girl with golden curls can not only cancel out magic but also borrow it? Do keep her secret, though, sugar. If she's harassed and harmed, you won't see me again."

I had to give Rowan something to ponder to throw him off the track. I was a pathological liar like Barbie.

Rowan pulled out of me. Just as I wondered if I'd turned him off, he flipped me over and gathered me into his lap.

"Who are you, Sy?" he asked, looking into my golden eyes. "Why weren't you enrolled in the Selection? The realm rounded up all the eligible candidates, yet you aren't in the system." He cupped my face. "Did you come from CrimsonTide? Are you running away from someone?" He growled at that. "You can tell me. I'll protect you."

I couldn't tell him how much I craved to be able to tell him everything, to have my own life, even to be a bride candidate and rise above all the others, but my life wasn't just my own. I could only fuck him and spend brief moments with him. I wouldn't put Barbie in danger again.

"What about you, princeling?" I challenged him instead. "You don't tell me your secrets either. In fact, you don't say much when you aren't fucking me. Have I complained?"

He considered me darkly. "Then I'll tell you my most-kept secret that only my queen mother knows. Can I trust you to be discreet?"

I spread my arms, showing my fangs. "Whom am I going to tell, sugar?"

Barbie stopped thinking about diamonds and moved to the front row, pricking her ears.

"I'm not my father's son," Rowan whispered. "I'm a bastard."

My giggles dropped just as soon as they came at Rowan's serious expression.

"You're not joking," I said quietly.

"Never to you," he said.

My heart raced, and Barbie inched closer, her two-toned eyes widening. We knew what this secret meant. If it got out, Rowan would be stripped of his heir status. He'd be shunned even if his king father didn't exile him, or worse, have him killed.

He'd entrusted me with this dangerous secret that he'd never told anyone else. My chest ached and warmed. At that moment, I realized that I was falling for him, irrevocably, though I knew I shouldn't. It'd only end in disaster if I kept falling for him and grew too attached. The fight between Barbie and me last time nearly undid her.

If she died, I died too.

"I—" I gazed up at him. But I couldn't share my secret with him despite his trusting me with his. It hurt my bones to be unfair to Rowan, but it wasn't just my secret. I'd need Barbie's consent. I touched his face gently. "Your secret is safe with me, heir."

At the same time, I demanded Barbie to swear secrecy as well, and she made a sign of crossing her heart. Will you still ask him about diamonds? she asked sheepishly. It's also important that we must gather wealth.

That chick didn't have a single sensitive bone in her.

"Make me come again, my sugar Rowan," I said, rubbing my cunt against his erection.

I didn't have a lot to offer, but I could give him the best lay and let him feed.

He heaved me up, nudged his thick crown at my entrance, and plunged into me with his massive cock until it impaled me. I clasped my hands behind his neck, and we started to move together.

I threw my head back at the pleasure, moaning, my need for him burning in me.

Rowan stilled, holding me tightly against him.

A second later, a broadcast rang through the academy grounds like a tremor. The sound, though faint, reached Underhill through magic. Rowan and I caught every word with our superior hearing.

"This is the final call!" Headmistress Ethel's voice carried in the wind. "All bride candidates must go to Skyward now. The first trial of the Brides Selection will start in thirty minutes. The kings and queens of the five kingdoms and the Council have decreed it."

Skyward, the ivory tower, was the symbol of Shades Academy. It had never been opened to the public before.

"Fuck!" Rowan cursed. "This isn't a normal course of action. They were supposed to inform us heirs first, since this entire Brides Selection is to make sure one of us finds his fated mate and produces the chosen one who will bring back old magic to the realm. The Council fucking changed the rules of the game." He paused for a second. "I wonder if it has to do with Medea's death, and that all five heirs have challenged Ethel and banded together to shield Barbie. But Barbie isn't just any bride candidate.

"We've all sensed how special she is, and she might just be the one who will change the realm for the better. Some of the old foundations are rotten. The Council hate changes and cling to power at all costs. I have a feeling that they drew Killian, the most lethal and ruthless among us, out of the academy, then they announced the start of the Brides Selection while he's deep in his kingdom fending off his queen stepmother. Fuck!"

Barbie grew agitated, fear brewing in her middle. Anxiety twirled in my middle as well. Barbie was the target! This was the reckoning that old crone Ethel had promised. All the princes had gone out of their way to protect a lowborn against a powerful princess, which had never happened before in Shades Academy or the realm. Ethel would never let the matter rest. She must've gotten through to the Council and had them back her up.

Pucker said that the Brides Selection was actually a culling. And who would Ethel and our foes want to cull the most?

Barbie, of course.

Send your prince away, Sy,Barbie said. We need to get ready.

We'd need to shift back, and then she'd have a quick bath in the icy lake to erase Rowan's scent, though one of my deepest wishes was that one day I could wear his scent to sleep and wake up to the memory of him fucking me nice and hard.

"I shall go," Rowan said before I could persuade him to do the same.

"Go now, my sugar," I said.

"Will you be okay?" he asked.

I beamed at him, showing him my fangs. "I'm badass."

"Will you wait for me here?" he asked.

"I'll try, but I can't promise you anything," I said.

My heart ached for him while fear lodged in my throat for Barbie.

"Thank Barbie for the cabin in Underhill when you see her, will you?" I said sultrily. "Also, she mentioned that the diamond you brought her was for six messages, not ten."