The Abyss (Fae's Captive #7) - Lily Archer Page 0,38

that flows throughout the rather posh living suites. The slavers spare no expense on themselves, even this deep underground.

I eye the biggest basin and lean over to test the water. It’s surprisingly warm on my fingers. “Wow.”

Parnon stomps through, peering at the accommodations. “I like the slave quarters better.” He keeps walking, ignoring the plush beds. “I’m going to sleep. Might as well get some shut eye. We’ve reached the point of no return.”

“Wait.” I walk after him as Gareth checks the dressing area, always looking for enemies. “Did you say ‘point of no return’?”

Parnon cocks his head to the side. “Yes.”

“No going back?” I ask.

His head cocks even farther. “The machine is broken. Everyone we left behind is likely toes up. There is no going back.”

“And after the Abyss, we’re at the mines, right?”

He stomps away, clearly tired of answering my questions.

I dog his steps. “The mines are just south of the Abyss, right? No avoiding them?”

He throws up his hands and speeds his pace. “Yes, changeling. Yes. We can’t go back, only forward, and forward is to the mines.”

“Whee!” I twirl with my hands in the air, then rush back into the slavers’ quarters as Parnon grumbles away. With wild movements, I pull my clothes off and jump into the bathing basin. There’s blumerin soap, so I grab that and go to town washing my body. When Gareth emerges from the dressing room, he stops and goes slack-jawed.

“Beth.” The feral flashes in his eyes. “What are you doing?”

“Bathing.” I dunk my head under the water to rinse the soap.

When I surface Gareth is standing right next to me, his hands gripping the edges of the basin so tightly his knuckles go white. “You’re naked.” His eyes go to my breasts, then lower into the soapy water.

“I know.” I finish rinsing, then stand, water sluicing off me. “There’s no going back.”

He stands, suspicion crinkling next to his eyes. “What?”

“We are past the point of no return.” I step from the water and don’t bother with any of the not-so-fresh looking towels. “The Abyss leads to the mines. Either we die here, or we exit to the mines where we find Clotty. You couldn’t take me to the winter realm from here if you tried. Unless you have wings, of course. But I rather like your tiger tail better.”

He licks his lips, the intensity in his eyes almost burning me. “Are you saying what I think you’re saying?”

I walk up to him, then reach down his pants and grab his thick, hard cock. “Yes.”

His growl reverberates throughout the stone rooms. “Oh, my beloved, I am going to make you scream.” With a rough movement he picks me up and carries me to the nearest bed.

Falling on top of me, he kisses my face, my cheeks, down to my chin and then my throat. Heat dances inside me, sizzling through my blood as I delight in every touch he gives me. With a yank, he pulls his shirt free and tosses it to the ground. His hot skin presses against mine, teasing me with its hardness. I arch into him, and he circles a nipple with his mouth as I run my fingers through his hair. His fangs prick at me, their length promising a bite that will mark me all the way to my soul. I shiver at the thought.

“You have no idea how much I’ve wanted this.” He takes the other nipple and tortures me with his tongue. “This perfect body wrapped around my cock, my seed spilling inside you as you come.”

My toes curl, and I want more. More of him, his filthy mouth, and definitely more of the hard length pressing against my thigh as he works his way down my body. My stomach jumps and shivers as he kisses lower, and without warning, he fastens his mouth to my pussy, his tongue delving between the folds and teasing my clit.

I yelp his name, and he laughs against my skin, his hands gripping my ass as he lifts me to his mouth. With long licks, he tastes every inch of me. When he spreads me even more and licks lower, I grip the bed. No one’s ever touched me there before. Not like this. His tongue on my ass is a heady, erotic drug. And I can’t control my sounds, the moans and gasps shaking out of me as he tongues me in forbidden places.

“All mine.” He kisses my core, then nibbles at my clit. “This body.