Page 53 of The Queen The Fae Forgot
The intensity of my orgasm sent shockwaves through my body, my back arching off the bed as I trembled. Zev followed shortly after, groaning loudly, his whole body shaking as he came.
I found myself being pulled into a tight embrace between the both of them, the three of us intertwined together.
I found my lips near Finch’s ear, and I pressed a soft kiss into the skin behind it.
“Does this mean you’re now free?” I asked him. “Free of your faerie deal?”
He turned then and took my face in his hands. “I never made that deal intending to be free of it.”
CHAPTEREIGHTEEN
We slept entangled togetherall night, exhaustion holding all three of us so tightly in its clutches that none of us woke until it was already almost too late.
We heard the sound of voices outside, but it wasn’t until the thunder of footsteps preceded a loud knock on the door that we were pulled out of our slumber. Even then, if it weren’t for the voice on the other side of the door, we probably would have ignored it. But there was one voice not one of us would ignore, and it was the one that shouted out to us so urgently now.
“Let me in, all of you, or I’ll break the door down.”
It was Shiel.
Finch leapt from the bed and grabbed his clothes, hastily throwing them on and pushing me behind him protectively. I scrambled to get my own clothes on, my heart racing in my chest as Zev stumbled to the door to unlock it, not bothering with his own clothes, yet.
Shiel stormed inside just as I was pulling my shift over my head, and I was grateful for it, because though his eyes immediately went to me, mine went to the fae male that had accompanied him … because Shiel had not come alone.
It took the Lord of the Western Court all of three seconds to take in the scene and understand the sum of it. A blank look fell over his face, but he said nothing, only straightened up further.
“We have to go, now.”
“How did you find us?” Finch asked, still struggling to tug his foot into one of his boots–the wrong one.
Shiel just cocked his head and glanced with annoyance between the two fae, before his gaze finally settled back on me.
“The boy you glamoured was not the only one who saw you last night,” he said. “You’re lucky he went to the guard, and not the rioters, or you might not have been woken so graciously this morning … if you were lucky to wake at all.”
Embarrassment colored my cheeks as Shiel shamed us for our carelessness.
He was right, of course, but that didn’t stop his patronizing tone from making my temper flare.
I was fully aware of how I looked, of what state I was in when I turned to face Shiel, my dress still slung over one arm and my hair a wild mess of sleep around my head. I didn’t let it stop me from meeting his rigid gaze and even more rigid posture.
“We did nothing wrong,” I said.
“Zev and Finch are my men,” he retorted. “They’re supposed to remain by my side.”
“So, you would rather I have gone out on my own?”
Shiel stumbled over his own words for a moment before he finally settled on, “You shouldn’t have gone out at all.”
Behind Shiel, the fae that had accompanied him cleared his throat.
“Excuse me Lord, Princess …” he started, bowing to the both of us as he turned our attention to him, however reluctantly. “But there will be time for this later. Time is of the essence, here.”
Something about his tone, about the way that Shiel’s face darkened again, turning stony serious, made my own rage fade.
“This is my advisor,” Shiel said, nodding once in thanks to the other fae. “And he’s right. We have to leave. All of us. Now.”
Zev, Finch, and I exchanged glances before nodding in agreement. We gathered our belongings and finished dressing as fast as we could, while Shiel waited by the window, his face practically pressed to the glass as he kept watch. His advisor waited below, his footsteps practically wearing a groove in the stones down below.
As we made our way out of the inn, I felt my insides quiver with apprehension. I had no idea what was going to happen next, but I knew it wouldn’t be good. We made our way through the city in silence, and even though I felt like I should have been relieved, I couldn’t help but feel a deep sense of dread. It was the first time I’d seen Shiel since I last stormed away from his accusations. I wondered, as we followed after him and his advisor, if he still thought I’d glamoured him.
