Chapter 29

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" D o you think we can trust him?" Elektra asked.

They were back at Vanth's dining table, piles of books and papers between them.

"I trust he wants to get out of his debt to me," Vanth replied, looking up from the sigil he was trying to decipher.

He was once again facing the unsettling feeling that he didn't know his mother at all. Some of the grimoires contained echoes of things she had taught him in the past, but then there were others that made his brain boggle. Vanth's magic had always come to him more intuitively. He learned the basics of the magic and then let his power and intuition guide him the rest of the way to understanding.

"I think this spell deals with using the fabric of the Veil, but it doesn't seem to say anything about mending it," Vanth said after a long silence.

Elektra tapped her pen against the page she had been working on. "Don't forget she had to summon Orcus for help in the end. What we are doing is hoping that your magic can figure out the rest without his input."

"It won't matter if we can't find Lazarus."

To do magic so big, the bastard had to be working on a ley line at the very least. Maybe Vanth should dig out his old ley line maps.

"Can I ask you a personal question?" Elektra said, breaking his train of thought.

Vanth leaned back and rubbed his eyes. They had been at it for hours, and his eyes were beginning to itch.

"Anytime, Elektra," he said when he realized she was waiting for him.

"Do you worry about meeting your father?"

Vanth didn't have to think too hard about an answer. "No. Just because his absence has now been explained, it doesn't change anything. My mother raised me. He donated the sperm. I don't give a shit if he finds me disappointing or not. Other people's opinions have never really mattered to me. If he wants to build a relationship with me, I will definitely give it a go. I'm not about to forget he's a god. They don't tend to involve themselves with mortals unless it's to fuck with them. All I want from him is to heal my mother."

Elektra got up and refilled her glass of water. "I know you say it doesn't matter to you, but I think Orcus would be crazy not to be proud of you. You are a good person, Vanth. No matter how much you hide it."

Vanth might not care what anyone thought, but her praise still made him blush like an idiot. "What about you? Do you miss your family or living at the Celestial Court?"

"Not even a little bit. The temple never kept us captive. I could have visited, but I never wanted to," Elektra replied.

"I suppose a princess like you would have been married off and not here with me to protect you from eager fae boys," Vanth teased.

Elektra raised a red brow. "Oh? And what are you?"

"Halfies don't count."

Elektra finished her water. "And why is that?"

"We aren't possessive dick bags for a start." You liar, Tarael Vanth .

"Ah, huh. So what you are saying is that after all this, you won't care if I go and date someone else?"

Vanth forced his mouth to work. "I'm not your boss, princess." He grinned, and her cheeks turned pink. "Even if you like that sometimes. But just so you know, if you do choose someone else and they hurt you, I'll turn them into a ghoul and make them serve you for all eternity."

Elektra moved to his side of the table and ran her hands through his hair. "That's so fucking sexy."

She kissed him, and Vanth pulled her into his lap. He didn't mention he would fight for her, that he would turn himself inside out to be good enough for her and to keep her right there in his arms.

Elektra's lips skimmed his jaw and caressed the scars on his ear. "Take me to bed, Tarael."

Vanth didn't need to be asked twice. He scooped Elektra up in his arms and carried her to the bedroom. "That mating cycle giving you a hard time again, princess?" he asked between kisses.

Elektra admitted, "I don't know if it's the cycle or just you. I've wanted you all day."

Vanth groaned, intoxicated by her words. "You've been needing my attention and didn't say anything. Were you wet?"

"Yes," she said and nipped at his neck. "I can't stop it. I can ignore it until you start getting growly, and then I want you inside of me so badly, I can't breathe."

"Fuck, Elektra. Don't suffer in silence next time."

"It's embarrassing," she murmured against his skin.

"It's hot as fuck, just like the rest of you." Vanth placed her down on her feet and tugged at the hem of her shirt. "I don't know what is hotter, leaving my favorite shirt on you or taking it off."

"Everything needs to be off. I need to feel your skin against mine before I explode," Elektra said, her hands already undoing his jeans. "If everything goes to hell tomorrow, I don't want to die, not knowing what it felt like to have you inside of me."

Vanth stripped her. "Get on the bed."

Elektra lay back on his sheets, her skin glowing softly in the dim light.

"I need to see more of you," he said, lighting a few candles. He didn't like artificial light in his bedroom, and the warm glow of candles loved Elektra, turning her to gold and delicious dips and shadows. He couldn't hide how hard he already was for her. She studied him with just as much lust and longing in her eyes.

Vanth slowly moved over her, kissing his way across her skin, taking his time to savor her in the way they hadn't in the shower the night before. He wanted to know what every part of her felt and tasted like. Every sigh and gasp he got her to make was a victory. He could smell her arousal as it dampened her thighs.

"Please, no more foreplay. Get inside of me," Elektra begged, her body squirming underneath him.

"I don't want to hurt you with my piercings, so spread your legs and show me how wet you are," he demanded. Her whole body flushed red, but she obeyed him. Her pussy gleamed, and Vanth lightly skimmed his fingers over her. "Are you sure you don't want my tongue first, princess?"

Elektra shook her head. "I want to come with you inside of me."

"Gods, Elektra." Vanth unraveled every time she admitted what she wanted him to do. He moved to his bedside drawer and pulled out a bottle of lube.

"You are wet, but I'm still going to make sure your first experience with piercings is going to be a good one," he said, slicking himself down. Elektra's gray eyes followed every stroke of his hands. When she licked her lips, he almost came. He wanted to feel them around his dick again, but not as much as he wanted to be inside of her.

She widened her legs to make room for him, and he lay down on top of her. He kissed her deeply, his tongue sliding into her mouth. Her fingers scratched down his back, pulling him closer.

Vanth rolled, so she was on top of him. "Take it if you want it, princess. I want you to do this at your pace, not mine. I want to watch how you take me."

Elektra's chest flushed red, but it didn't stop her from taking his dick in her hand and lining herself up. She rubbed his head over her clit, and he gripped the sheets at the warm, silky tease. Maybe he should have taken control. He didn't know how long he would handle being edged.

Elektra lowered herself down onto him, her eyes blowing wide as his piercings moved over her.

" Oh ," she gasped softly.

Vanth stroked circles on her thighs, needing to touch her. He watched his dick enter her, the tightness of her squeezing against him until he thought he might cry in frustration. They were both shaking by the time she was fully seated on him.

"You okay?" he asked, his breath shallow.

"I feel like…" she whispered, her hips rocking a little. "I feel like this is the best thing that's ever happened to me. Oh, gods, something is happening…" Her hands started to shake.

Vanth sat up, suddenly concerned. "What's wrong? We can stop?—"

"No," she growled so ferociously that her voice didn't seem like her own. "I think it's the mating cycle. I need to fuck you. Now ."

"Then fuck me," Vanth said, tilting her head up so he could look at her in the eyes. There was something primal shining out of her. A warning light went on, and something she had said about a 'frenzy' came back to him. "It's okay, Elektra. I'm here with you. Take what you need. I'll give you whatever you want, for as long as you want."

Elektra shifted her hips up, the slide of her pussy against him making his heart race. "I'm going to fuck you until you don't know your own name. I'm going to claim you so that no one will ever be able to look at you again and not see me."

"Fuck me however you need to," he babbled because he was so fucking ruined over her already.

Elektra fisted his braid tight and began to ride him fast and deep. He didn't try to match her pace. He just let her use him however she needed to. Her head dropped back, and he kissed her exposed neck, tasting her pulse in his mouth. He grabbed one of her bouncing tits in one hand and dropped his other to her clit.

"Fuck yes, right there," she gasped, her nails digging into his shoulders. Vanth circled her harder, and she came with a sudden cry, thighs tightening around him. He kissed her softly, but she only bit his lip and growled. "Again. And harder."

Vanth laughed softly and lifted her off him. He flipped her onto all fours and angled her so her perfect ass was sticking straight up in the air. "The frenzy has you, does it?"

"Please," Elektra begged, her voice slightly smothered. "It hurts, Tarael. Fuck me, now."

Vanth made a mental note to research fae mating cycles, but right then, if Elektra wanted it, he would give it to her. He spread her, admiring the view of her tight little ass and flushed, wet pussy. If they did get eaten by an undead army the next day, at least he was going to die happy. He thrust his cock deep into her, his hands gripping her hips to stop her from sliding too far forward.

"Oh, gods, just like that," Elektra begged. "Fill me until I can't take it anymore."

Vanth chuckled and squeezed her ass hard enough to leave finger marks. "There she is. My fancy princess has turned into my whore after one orgasm." Elektra moaned and nodded.

Fucking hell. He really didn't deserve the gift she was. The dark side of him rose up, needing to dominate, needing to undo her and remake her. Vanth lost himself in the feeling of her tight pussy, squeezing him with every deep thrust. It was taking all his control not to fill her with his come.

Elektra pushed back against him. "More. I need more."

"Dark gods, woman. I don't want to hurt you," he growled.

"You won't. I need it. I trust you."

"Fuck, Elektra." Vanth almost unraveled. He held her tight to him to stop them both from moving so he could catch his breath. Her scent was scorching his way through his senses, the pheromones coming off her in waves that begged him to do all the dark and wicked things he wanted to her.

"Just remember to breathe, and I'll look after you," he said, leaning down to kiss her spine.

"I know you will. Just fuck me before I scream."

"Oh, you'll definitely be screaming by the time I'm done with you. You keep pushing me, and I'm going to have both of these pretty holes tonight." He licked her skin, and he could taste the high she was riding. Fucking hell, what was she?

"I told you—you can fuck me however you want. Just do it," Elektra insisted, her voice rising.

Vanth's hand slid around the base of her throat and shoulder. "Easy, princess. I'm not going to hurt you by being impatient. I'll make sure you come so hard that it feeds your frenzy."

Elektra nodded, settling a little under his dominance. Damn. He didn't know which one of them was going to be more wrecked. The trust she had in him alone was enough to drive him insane. Maybe they were both caught up in a frenzy.

Vanth thrust into her slow and deep, making her whimper in a way he would never get enough of. He grabbed the lube and slicked up his fingers before running them over the tight pucker of her ass.

"Oh, fuck. Fuck," Elektra gasped.

"Don't forget to tell me to stop if it's too much," Vanth insisted, trying to be a gentleman despite the madness tearing its way through him.

Elektra nodded and pushed her hips back against him, urging him on. Vanth played with her, watching her face as pleasure overwhelmed her. He slipped his finger in, and she came hard, her whole body shaking. Vanth stopped to let her have a second, but she snarled a purely feral sound.

"Don't stop," she demanded.

"You're going to kill me, woman," he huffed in utter awe and fucked her through the high riding her. "You want another finger?"

"Yes, I want you to fuck me there too," she admitted, her eyes glassy.

Vanth had to take some steady breaths before he continued. She was going to ruin him, and he wanted to be ruined.

He added more lube, determined not to hurt her despite her urgings. He fucked her pussy as he slowly added another finger, letting her adjust as he slowly worked her open. She came again in a sob, her pussy clenching him so tight, he saw stars. He pulled out of her before he came.

"Just breathe, love," he purred, kissing her neck and ears as he pressed the tip of his dick to her ass. Elektra's eyes went wide, but she didn't freeze up. He kissed her face and neck gently as he worked his way inside of her with slow thrusts.

"Oh, gods. Oh, fuck," she whispered. Her fingers entwined with his and hung onto him tight.

When he was fully inside of her, he waited, letting her adjust to him. After a few moments, she relaxed under him, and her breathing evened out. Only then did he begin to move inside of her, her body so hot around him that he felt like he was burning up. He slid his hand under her, lifting her high enough to play with her wet pussy.

" Tarael, " she moaned, moving in time with him. He thrust two fingers into her cunt, and then third. The next time she came, he went with her, unable to hold back his own cries as he shattered from the inside out. She was chanting his name as he filled her with his come, his back bowing and lungs burning.

"Fuck, Elektra. Fuck ," he murmured. He was shaken to his core as he leaned down to kiss her. She was sobbing softly, so he licked the tears from her cheek. "Are you okay?"

"I am everything right now," she whispered back, her pupils blown out.

Vanth eased himself out of her and lifted a sheet over her still-shaking body. "I'll be right back."

He went into the ensuite and turned on the bathtub before going to the kitchen and grabbing a bottle of water and some juice. He paused only for a second to try and catch his breath. He didn't feel like he was in his body properly, but his need to take care of her overpowered everything else.

He put water and juice next to the tub before going back to the bedroom. Elektra hadn't moved. He carefully removed the sheet and lifted her up into his arms.

"Don't want to move," she murmured sleepily.

"You have to let me take care of you," he replied and lowered her into the warm bathtub. He opened the juice and gave it to her. "Drink that."

Elektra's eyes were still unseeing, but she drank. Vanth climbed into the tub with her and added more hot water. He took a flannel and began to wash her lightly. Her neck and shoulders were red and bruising. She was covered in his marks, and his dick tried to rally at the sight.

She sighed and leaned back against him. He cradled her with his body, and she laid her head on his chest. "Thank you," she whispered.

"I think I should be the one thanking you for that, princess," he replied, running the cloth over her. "Are you sure you are okay? You're not hurting anywhere?"

"No. Just feel high."

Vanth kissed the top of her head. "Feel what you need to. I'll take care of you."

"Always?" she whispered sleepily.

Vanth's heart squeezed, not knowing what she was really asking him. It didn't matter. He knew the answer. "Always, princess. Always."