the head of my cock as she bobbed over me. The creaminess of her skin sliding against the roughness of mine. Magic power rose within me as I pumped my cock. I trembled as I squeezed and fisted myself.
It wasn't good enough. Nothing would be until she was with me again. Under me. All over me.
And it wasn't just me, I knew. No. Orion and I would have her again together. I'd come to accept that. She'd enjoyed his touch as much as she'd enjoyed mine and it was all I wanted in this world: to see her happy. Sorrell—the provoking bastard that he was—would fall as well if he hadn't already. That, most of all, was the ultimate fantasy.
Cress between not just Orion and me, but the three of us. Her mouth stretched around my cock as Orion pushed into her lower depths and Sorrell … a grin formed across my face. The icy prick would likely want the one place she'd be most hesitant to give. Even experienced female Fae had shied away from that particular act, no matter how desirable their partner.
My balls pulled tight against my inner thighs as my release grew closer and closer. My fantasies shifted and suddenly, it wasn't Sorrell laying across her back and spreading those hind cheeks of her hide. It was me. Oh, what it would feel like to press into that small, forbidden little chamber of hers. I'd press my cock head to her pussy first, circle it in her juices. There would be no denying her there. I'd have to fuck her if only to keep my sanity before I pulled back and ran the hot, wet, head up to her dark place.
The sound of her gasp filled my ears. It wasn't real, but Gods, I could practically fucking taste her anticipation. She would be so needy for me, so ready. Perhaps she wouldn't even deny me that place. I would be gentle with her, of course. At first, anyway. I would slip my cock into her backside and push until all of the breath had escaped her lungs. Then, once she'd gotten used to me filling her hole, I'd show her the true meaning of magic and release.
The muscles in my legs jumped as I tightened my grip around my shaft and pounded my fist in quick movements. One knee came up as I bent slightly towards the ground. I squeezed the palm of my hand over the head of my cock and groaned as spurt after spurt of cum came rushing up and out.
After several moments, I dropped my leg and leaned back. I'd have to clean myself eventually, but for the moment—despite the rush of euphoria and magic energy that had suffused my system—I was depleted. I looked up through the clear patches between the treetops and stared at the glittering night sky.
Tomorrow.
Tomorrow, we would find and rescue Cress. Only then could my fantasies finally come true.
Chapter Eleven
Cress
Footsteps sounded on the stone floor outside my cell and my stomach dropped. It couldn't be time yet, could it? The Princes hadn't come for me yet. There had to be a mistake, right?
The keys clanked in the lock on my door and I knew that whatever time I had was up. A guard walked in and sneered at me, and as though that wasn't enough, Tyr appeared right behind him. The man was like a fly, just when I thought I'd gotten rid of him, there he was again, buzzing around and annoying the hell out of me.
"Ah, isn't it a glorious day, little Changeling? Just smell the fresh air. The weather is taking a turn for the better I believe, and I'm sure your life ending will only please the Gods even more. What do you think? Should we get on with it? Or maybe we should sit and chat a while more, let you hang in suspense." He laughed.
Was that a hint? I wondered. Hanging? Was that how I was going to die today if I didn't get out of here?
The guard cleared his throat.
Tyr nodded. "Yes, you have a point, Samson," he said, taking a step further into the room.
I watched him, feeling my heart start to beat faster. I felt stalked—like prey cornered by a much bigger predator. When it came down to it, that was exactly what I was. Prey to his predator.
"We should get this over with,” Tyr continued. “After all, we don't want to keep the crowd that's come to