A Crown Of Smoke And Ash - Sloane Murphy Page 0,101
fuck, yes.”
“You’re going to come for me again, Remy.”
“Yes. Yes!” I gasp as I reach the crest of my orgasm again, his words pushing me over the edge, and I come apart around him. He roars as he pulls out, his cum spurting over my back.
“Holy shit,” I gasp, sucking in air, my body boneless.
Chapter Twenty-Two
“So, this party tonight, what should I wear? What sort of party do you guys even throw?” I ask, wrapped in the silk sheets on his bed as he emerges through the billowing steam from the bathroom.
“It is so easy to forget that you still do not remember our ways. Tonight will be a little different to the sort of party you are used to. The main party will happen in the great hall, there will be a feast, but then we will move to the dungeons, we won’t stay long, but I must at least show my face. I’ll have someone come and help you pick out your attire for the evening,” he says with a coy smile. “Just remember not to judge. The Dracul, well, we relax in unusual ways.”
“Well that doesn’t sound ominous at all. I’m more anxious now than I was before.” I laugh. “But okay, you can keep your mystery. I’m not usually a fan of surprises, but when in Rome I guess.”
I shrug, and he chuckles at me. “Mon amour, you have never liked surprises, and yet, you always seem to enjoy yourself after the fact. But I will be right by your side all evening, you have nothing to fear.” He leans down and kisses me softly. “For now, I must leave you, I have things that need my attention that I have neglected, but Luc is going to come and escort you around the grounds, show you whatever you would like to see. We can even take the trek out to the city if you would like to see Paris again?”
“So many options, you sure know how to spoil a girl.” I wink at him, and he grins. I try not to stare as he drops his towel and begins to dress in his almost standard black on black suit. It is rare to see him in anything else, but damn if the guy doesn’t rock the shit out of a suit.
“You keep looking at me like that, ma chérie, and we will never get anything done. Having you to myself is a rare privilege these days, I’m going to take advantage of the fact at every opportunity.” His eyes heat as he takes in the black silk against my creamy skin.
“We’ll make sure to take plenty of advantage, don’t you worry, but don’t put things off on my account, I get the feeling that that won’t win us any favor here. We need as many people on our side as we can. It’s not just them accepting me at your side, we need them to be willing to fight, possibly against their own family, and that is no small thing to ask.”
“I know, mon amour. We will do what we must to face what is coming, though I really wish the Witch could have given you more details. It would be useful to know exactly what we face.” He frowns, and I sigh, because he isn’t wrong.
“Where’s the fun or the challenge in that, I guess? Fallon said that by telling me, or any of us, that what they saw could be altered, it’s not good for a person to know their own fated path, but she also said that the vision isn’t set in stone. Each decision made can alter the future, what she saw was just one potential path. I understand it, I don’t like it, but I get it.”
“Oh I know, but it is frustrating as hell. Now, I really must run. I’ll send Luc up, but I’ll give you half an hour, I know how much you love to soak under the hot water.” He leans down and kisses me again. I curl my fingers in his hair, and he groans as he pulls away from me. I pout but can’t keep the smile from my eyes.
He leaves the room, and as much as I hate to see him leave, damn that view as I watch him go. I could bounce a quarter off that ass. I laugh at the absurdity of my own thoughts, and climb from the bed, stretching out before heading into the bathroom. I grab a quick shower,