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“Why is your neck bleeding?” he said slowly, enunciating every word slowly. “What?”
Isnt this how these mfs claim eachother
He took a chunk out of the quiche and passed it to me. Across the room, Kingfisher watched him do it, the muscles in his jaw working.
Hes so jealous
“I can’t tell you,” Fisher said. His mask shattered. Torment shone from his eyes. “I wish I could, but I can’t. I returned as soon as I could. Believe me.”
SPILL IT
The shout of panic tore out of my mouth without any doing on my part. “STOP!” Danya’s body rocked sideways. She slammed into the table, her hip colliding with the wood. But that wasn’t what drew twenty pairs of stunned eyes toward me. It was her sword, splintering into a thousand shards, the quivering steel needles shooting through the air and hitting the wall above Ren’s head so hard that they drove an inch into the pitted stonework.
Oh shit
Holgoth yelled one word in answer. “Vampires!” Boom! Boom! Boom!
NOW WE GOT VAMPIRES?
A rumble went up amongst the Fae at this. Malcolm missed Fisher? It had only been a couple of weeks since they’d spoken?
SUS
He held out his hand to me and said, “Take it, or I carry you.” I gave him my hand. “We’ll be back in the morning,” he said to Ren.
“You never wore the dresses I put out for you,” he murmured into my hair. “I don’t want to talk about dresses,” I whispered. “Fair enough. Let’s talk about food, then.” “Food?” He nodded. “Don’t share food with that prick again, Little Osha.” “What?” “Swift. Earlier. Back in the war room. You were trading that cake back and forth with him for ages.” “It wasn’t cake.” “I don’t care what it was. Just stop sharing food with him.” There was a dangerous edge to his voice. One that dared me to challenge this order. If he hadn’t learned by now that I wasn’t one to be told what to do, then perhaps he
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LIKE WHO THE F R U TO SAY THIS
“You were worried about me,” Fisher said roughly. “No! I…” “I saw the look on your face. In the map room when Danya wanted to lop my head off. You were afraid. For me.”
“Malcolm’s a high Fae vampire. The very first. We were cursed thousands of years ago, and the Fae turned into something very like Malcolm. When a cure was found, my great-grandfather and most of the other Yvelian Fae took it.
“You were with him, weren’t you? For all those years you were missing.” A tightness formed on Fisher’s face. “I can’t tell you that,” he said. I can’t tell you that. Witnessing the strain around his eyes worsen, some part of me recognized it and knew what it felt like. As if he were trying to resist or push through something. As if he wasn’t in control… And there it was. He wasn’t in control. “You’re bound, aren’t you?” I said, dismayed.
Oh WHAT
don’t think you hate me at all.” He laughed but took another step forward. “You think very highly of yourself, then, don’t you?” “I know that you want me.” I didn’t step back, even though my body was screaming at me that I should. “I can want to fuck you and still hate you, Little Osha.” I shook my head, trying to ignore the heat in his eyes. “No. That’s not it.”
OOOUUU
“What is it, then?” “There’s something… between us. You know there is.”
Some type of bond sweetie
“I’m telling you to fuck me, Fisher. I’m asking you to—”
PERIOD
We were either going to kill each other or fuck each other, and I was glad we were both opting for the latter option.
Fair
“You asked for this. When you’re sore from coming so hard and you can’t recall your own
Me next
name, remember that, Little Osha.”
He shoved his right hand between my legs and grabbed me by the throat with the other, startling the shit out of me.
Me next me next
“My, my. So worked up already? You’re slick as hell. What do you taste like, mm? Are you going to scream for me like a good girl when I have you ride my face?” “Y-ye—” It was no good. I couldn’t speak.
He talks u through it OF COURSE
But there was something else tying me to him. Pulling me in like I was trapped. A part of me knew that Fisher himself was the trap, and I was well and truly snared…
“When you take all of me, remember to breathe.”
Now im slick w wet heat
“I can’t wait to hear what kind of sounds you make when I thrust into you for the first time,” he purred. “I’m going to make you pant for me, Little Osha. And when we’re done, I’ll close my eyes and replay the sound of you moaning in my head every time I stroke myself to completion.”
RED ALERT RED ALERT WE HAVE A FREAK !!!!!
Fisher took hold of himself as if he knew what I’d just been thinking, slowly shuttling his hand up and down his cock. “Let your knees fall open,” he demanded. “I—” “No arguments, Osha. I’ve driven myself half-crazy wondering what you look like. I need to fucking see. Put me out of my misery.”
GASP
I’d never been timid in a bedroom before. I was in way, way over my head this time, though. I fought a wave of nerves as I let my knees fall open, and Fisher unleashed a strained growl. “Perfect. You’re absolutely fucking perfect. If Danya does rip my head off tomorrow, at least now I’ll die happy.”
He ran the tip of his nose up, up, up, inhaling deeply as he went.
FREAKKK
“You smell so, so fucking good,” he said thickly. “Back in the forge at the palace, I caught a hint of this. I knew then I had to taste you. This smell has been haunting my fucking dreams.
“I could probably use a sho—” “Do not fucking dare finish that sentence,” he snarled. “I don’t want a mouthful of soap and perfume. I want to taste you.”
#realman
“Not yet,” he murmured against me. “You don’t get to come until I say so.”
whatever u say white chocolate
My eyes started to roll back into my head. But then… “Oh, no, Little Osha. You’re gonna be looking right at me for this,” Fisher said. “Look.”
MONKEY NOISES MONKEY NOISES
“Hold on tight, then. I hope you’re not afraid of the dark.”
I AINT AFRAID OF THE DARK
and the dazed look of surprise on his face
WHATS HAPPENIG
“Witch,” he accused. “You do have magic.”
?????
Beneath my palms, the wolf tattoo emblazoned across his pecs came to life. The ink flowed beneath his skin, crossing from him to… to… sinners, it flowed along my fingertips, spreading over my skin, flowing just like his smoke over the backs of my hands. A delicate little bird took shape on the inside of my right forearm.
THIS FEELS IMPORTANT
“Shit,” Fisher breathed. I pulled my hands away, afraid of more ink making its way over me, but Fisher just shook his head, grabbing one of my hands and putting it back on his flesh. He didn’t say anything else. Didn’t warn me if any more of his ink would come venturing over onto my body.
THIS IS LIKE BINDING THEM
That’s right. Come. Show me how pretty you are when you fall apart.”
RAHHHHH
“Apologies, my lady. I came because I heard a disturbance in Master Fisher’s rooms. When I arrived here, I found Onyx whining at the door, and I decided to wait until… well, until you were finished to see if you needed anything. Intimate relations can be very strenuous.”
LMFAO
“I did not ask for a tattoo, Fisher,” I hissed. “I definitely didn’t ask for a bird to be permanently inked right above my fucking boob. You need to take it back.”
UR HIS NOW BABE
I stopped laughing. “I was cleansed. When I was fourteen. They do it to about seventy percent of the girls in my ward.” He came and stood very close to me, his head bowed over mine, nostrils flaring. “What do you mean… cleansed?” “I mean… they sterilize us,” I whispered. I figured he’d known last night.
wait this is so fucked
“Did you know, the Yvelian Fae are the youngest of the Fae houses? By a thousand years. There was a dispute between these two brothers, and they splintered off to make their own court.”
‘Never forget. Monsters thrive best in the dark. Commit all you read here to memory. Prepare for war!!’
Gracia took the superfluous punctuation to mean that the situation, should these Gilarian Fae creatures ever show their faces, would be very dire indeed.
“Don’t call her Sunshine,” he commanded. “Why not?”
“Because she is moonlight. The mist that shrouds the mountains. The bite of electricity in the air before a storm. The smoke that rolls across a battlefield before the killing starts. You have no idea what she is. What she could be. You should call her Majesty.”
Ok defend ur woman
“Lupo Proelia. Kingfisher’s wolves,” he said, sighing. “There are eight of us, usually.
“What do you want me to do about it?” he replied. “She has a mind and a mouth of her own. I am the keeper of neither.”
magic.” My mind spun. “That’s why metal was so hard to find, then. Madra took it all. She wanted to keep the quicksilver away from the people. She knew there might be people like me within the city, capable of controlling it.”
“It’s a sex thing. If a male drinks from someone, it’ll make his dick harder than it’s ever been in his life. It makes you euphoric. Both of you. While you’re fucking.”
Okay im into it
“But it’s a slippery slope. If we bite someone, we can still lose ourselves to it. It takes an immeasurable force of will not to keep drinking. It’s… not something that’s spoken about in polite company.”
omg is kingfisher gonna have an edward cullen moment
But if he dies first, he’s condemned to wait here for me to die before he can move on. He’d be trapped here, in a non-corporeal state, unable to touch anything or anyone. Unable to be heard. That’s the sacrifice he made when he decided to give me the gift of life.
She takes tonics and elixirs and is rumored to drink vampire blood to extend her life.
Omg madra def is doing this
