who wants a man who will take her to the ground and fucking destroy her. She won’t go down easily, either. You need to be that man.”
“That’s fucking Bilé. He will kill her!”
“He can’t kill her. She’s stronger than he is now. He just doesn’t fucking realize it.” Midnight eyes peered across the meadow, watching Synthia as she slowly moved to Bilé.
The moment she reached him, he stepped back, taking her in. His clothes vanished, and I growled, hating that she was amped up and willing to fuck anyone. Her hand slid over his chest, stroking it before his hand captured hers, bringing her knuckles to his lips as he kissed them.
I swallowed anger that rose violently, igniting within me as she followed him to the ground, shedding her own clothes before she leaned over, kissing him slowly. Bilé’s hands slid through her hair, holding her mouth against his as his hips rolled, inviting her to take him. She was the mirror image of his wife, and he was about to fuck her because of it.
“I can’t watch this fucking happen, Lucian!” I snapped harshly, starting forward, only for him to stop me, staring into my eyes.
“You will,” he warned. “You wanted Synthia to take her powers, and she has. You left her in that pit, and while you may not have known what was down there, you chose to walk away. That isn’t your wife. That is the creature she would have become had she never entered the human world. She carries her own beast within her, but she no longer has her humanity, and without a soul or heart driving her, she only knows what she was created to become. She is your perfect mate, but she isn’t Synthia anymore. She is Sorcha, born of a goddess and the Blood King. Basic needs are driving her, and unless you want to end up one of her victims, figure out how to call her back to you without moving, because if you move, she will come to you. If she does that when sifting the way she is, she will destroy the barrier between worlds without even realizing she has done so.”
“She’s about to ride the bastard’s dick! The bastard that murdered my brothers!”
“No, she’s about to rip his fucking heart from his chest. She knows her heart is missing. Synthia is trying to become whole again because she’s stuck inside that unfeeling monster right now.” He shrugged. “Might as well fucking let her kill him, right?”
Bilé howled over the wind as he stared at Synthia’s hand that had pushed into his chest cavity. Her mouth crushed against his, and his eyes widened in horror. If I wasn’t so fucking pissed that my wife was about to seat herself on his cock, I’d think it was sexy as fuck, but she was mine. My power ripped through the field without warning, slithering over her as she was about to push down on him. Her lips left his as she rose, glaring at me.
“You should have fucking waited,” Lucian warned.
“Yeah, I didn’t get a choice. She’s…” I vanished, reappearing before her. Staring down at Bilé, she stepped over him to come toward me, never taking her eyes from mine. In a silent battle of wills, her power clashed violently against mine for dominance.
“You are mine, are you not?” she hissed, her voice echoing through the meadow to the mountains and beyond. “I feel you, why? Why do I feel you, and yet I am so hungry that anyone would do? I just want to get fucked! How hard is it to get something so simple when the men in this kingdom are so fucking hugely endowed? Look at you; you’re perfect. Fucking feed me, or I will remove your cock and use it on myself, bastard.”
Bilé vanished, and I exhaled, turning to look at the woman who watched me. A wicked smile spread across her lips as she took the few steps needed to close the distance between us.
Her mouth landed against mine in an earth-shattering kiss that rocked the world around us. My eyes opened and widened as