บททั้งหมดของ Where Ashes and Oaths Collide: บทที่ 31 - บทที่ 40

“Escuro,” Escuridade gasped out, arching into his touch. The word was part plea, part command. “Stop teasing me like this.” Her own hands moved from his chest to grip his shoulders tightly, nails biting into the muscle there. The familiar darkness within her seemed to recede completely under the flood of sensation coursing through her veins. Escuro’s one hand moved from her breast to undo the binds that hold his robe closed, parting his robe so his muscular chest and cock was bare. His erection rubbed directly against her folds now. A low, guttural sound escaped her throat as he finally freed himself from his confines. The sight of his naked chest and the hard length of his erection pressing directly against her sensitive flesh sent a shockwave of pure sensation through her entire being.He inner muscles clenched involuntarily around him, already craving the invasion. “Finally,” she breathed out, her voice raspy with need. Her purple

“Amelia,” Escuridade repeated the name flatly, her purple eyes losing their post-coital warmth and hardening with suspicion. “What does she have to do with this? Is this about protection detail? Because I have already assigned three Corrompido guards to watch her.” She wrapped the robe around her shoulders but did not tie it securely, leaving one shoulder bare as she turned to face him more directly. “If you are asking me to let her fight alongside us tomorrow– absolutely not,” she stated firmly before Escuro could even finish his thought. He sits up and pulls her into his arms. “We can’t enter the cathedral. Our kind– we are not welcome there. But she could enter,” he said softly. “And if she could manage to get to the dungeons from there and free out people, Cidade dos escravos can fall from within.”Escuridade stiffened in Escuro’s arms, her body going rigid at the suggestion. The idea of s

“What if I want you to kiss me?” Amelia asked challengingly back in Luz’s tent. Luz’s breath hitched at her bold question, the challenge in her green eyes lighting a fire within him that had been dormant for too long. The crimson glow in his eyes intensified as he closed the remaining distance between them in two swift strides. “Be careful what you wish for,” he warned huskily, kneeling on the cot so they were eye-level despite his taller stature. His hands landed on either side of her hips, caging her against the furs without actually touching her yet. The black veins along his neck pulsed visibly as his self-control strained against six years of loneliness and forbidden desires. “Because if I start kissing you know, I will not stop until morning– and we both know that is a terrible idea before a major battle.”Luz’s face hovered inches from hers, their breaths mingling in the tense space between them. “Is it?

“That’s it,” Luz encouraged gruffly, his voice taking on that younger, warmer tone Amelia remembered. “Let me hear you say it. Let me hear the woman I love lose herself in me.” His hands moved from her hips to tangle in her red hair, angling her head back so her could watch the ecstasy wash over her features. “You feel incredible,” he confessed between ragged breaths, his movements becoming more deliberate as he focused entirely on her pleasure. “Like coming home after a lifetime of wandering.” His movement became slower, more deliberate, each thrust now aimed at drawing out the pleasure rather than chasing his own release. The crimson glow in his eyes softened to that familiar amber as he focused entirely on her.His hands slid up from her hips to cup her breasts, thumbs brushing over the sensitive peaks with practiced gentleness. “You are so beautiful,” he breathed against her skin, his lips trailing along he

The next morning Amelia was woken up by happy cheers outside the tent. Luz was still deep asleep, but curiosity got the better of her. She slowly stood up, careful not to wake him and she quickly put on his big white shirt. Carefully she stuck her head out of the tent to look around. The Corrompido in the camp we excitedly moving around and chattering. Salvaxe spotted her and approached with a platter, as he neared, she could smell the cooked chicken. “Breakfast?” he asked with a rough voice. “Smells delicious,” Amelia said carefully. “Patrols found a supply caravan,” he said gruffly. “Oh,” she said stepping out of the tent more comfortably. “Is that why everyone is excited?” Salvaxe nodded and took an apple out of his pocket and offered it to her. She took is with a smile.“Thank you,” she said softly. “You should keep your strength up,” he said quickly, handing her the platter and turning to