I moaned louder.
“That's it, my naughty bird, take my cock deep. Hold me inside you.”
“Come in me,” I begged. “I want you to fill my ass with your cum.”
“No,” he said in a strict tone. “I will tell you when I'm close and then you will take me in your mouth and swallow every drop.”
“Oh, I like that even better,” I growled and bent down to kiss him.
Dal drew his hand away from my cock and grabbed my ass instead. He spread it and used his grip to pull me down on him. I eased back from our kiss and smiled at him. It was nice to see him beneath me for once.
“You will do so the rest of the afternoon,” Dalsharan declared. “I want your belly full of my seed when we leave for Varalorre.”
“We're leaving today?” I paused.
Dal used my distraction to roll us. He lifted my legs onto his shoulders and started a wild thrusting. “Yes,” he panted. “Tonight, we will sleep in Varalorre. We will fuck in Varalorre.”
“Oh, say it again,” I begged.
He leaned down, opening me wider, and growled, “I'm going to fuck you all night in a bed with a view of the stars. You will scream my name to the Hawk Kingdom and all will know that I possess you.”
“Oh, fuck,” I moaned. “Yes, you do. You own me. And I love you, Dal.”
Dalsharan roared triumphantly and forgot all about pulling out. He came hot, and wet, and thick in my ass.
Chapter Twenty-Five
“How long will this trip take?” I asked as I strapped on my flight rig.
I'd already said goodbye to Raeshal—the only friend who wasn't avoiding me—and our trunks were outside the tent. We'd be leaving in a few minutes. Dal would carry me while his guards carried our belongings. Every knight in the Hawk Lord's Guard was coming with us. This wasn't unusual; the only time I knew of when they hadn't escorted him was when we'd gone to Alantri.
“An hour and a half or so,” Dal said. “The Hawk Kingdom lies on the Northernmost tip of our continent.”
“I've always wondered where exactly the Fae Lands were.”
He frowned at me.
“I mean, I know they're off that way.” I waved a hand toward the tent flap. “You can see the mist of the ward. But humans can't see how far the land extends. Our ships can't even follow your coastline since your wards push them away.”
“Our wards,” he corrected me with a soft smile. “Varalorre makes up two-thirds of the continent in a roughly triangular shape. Currently, we are close to the center of one coastline, which means that if we go straight inward to Varalorre, we'd be about a third of the way up from the Southernmost point of Varalorre. We need to go to the Northern point. Do you understand?”
I scowled. “Maybe.”
“I'll show you a map when we get there.” He stroked a hand over my jaw, then rubbed a finger over my lips.
He'd spent the afternoon coming in my mouth, as promised. I could still taste him and damn if I wasn't hungry for more. I flicked out the tip of my tongue and licked him. Dal growled and shoved his finger in my mouth, watching me suck it for a few seconds before sighing and removing it.
“Come along, my naughty bird. It's time to be off.” Dal turned and left the tent, expecting me to follow like a puppy.
Which, of course, I did.
The Hawk Lord's Guard was gathered before the tent. Trunks strapped with leather rigging sat before several of them. They shrieked in salute as Dal approached. He nodded to them and removed his war robe, handing it to me. I folded it and distractedly put it in my satchel, too busy watching him shift to focus on silly things like robes and bags.
The Hawk Army had come out to see their lord off, and they cheered and shouted as first his guards, and then he, took to the sky. I went to stand in the open space they left, glancing at the crowd around me. The soldiers bowed their heads respectfully to me, and I flinched, startled. Then I saw Rae; he grinned, then blew me a kiss. I winked at Raeshal just as the Hawk Lord's claws closed around the shoulder loops of my rig and I was lifted into the air. I waved at Raeshal, and he waved back as the Hawk Lord carried me off to his homeland. To our homeland.
The Hawk Lord shrieked and his Guard fell into formation behind him. We veered right, toward a wall of mist on the horizon that surged so high there didn't seem to be an end to it. I took a shaky breath as it drew closer and closer. What if it didn't let me through? What if I was a fae fraud? Fuck, why hadn't I considered any of this before I let my lover carry me off in his big bird claws?
But the mist didn't push us back as it did to humans and Farungal. It was only mist for the Fae. Soft, glowing fog that welcomed us into its cool embrace. All I saw was gray for a few seconds and then...
“Holy fuck balls,” I whispered.
I thought I knew the colors of trees. I thought I'd seen every shade of leaf and flower imaginable. But I was wrong. Before me spread a paradise of vibrant green in shades I didn't know existed, and a rainbow of colors spotted it in the form of flowers, fruits, and flying creatures. A flock of multicolored birds flew beneath us, crying to the Hawks in greeting. The Hawks cried back and surged over an ancient forest that spread beneath a gentle sun.
The forest rapidly thinned and farmland came into view, then a village, and, finally, a city. But none of it was normal, or human, rather. The people who worked the fields did so with magic, tools moving in front of them without being handled and water rising to drench the fields at the wave of a fae hand. The villages were clean, composed of houses grander than those in any human city. I had thought the village was a city until we flew over a gleaming collection of palaces so beautiful, I could only gape at them.
A pack of Coyotes ran through a cobbled street below, yipping up at us.
“The Coyote King will soon know we're passing over his lands,” Dal said.
“Is that bad?” I asked warily.
“No. We are free to travel through any kingdom. Landing, however, would require permission.”
“So, we're in the Canine Region?”
“Yes. Passing into the Fox Kingdom now,” he said. “We have six more kingdoms to fly over before we reach the Hawk Kingdom.”
“And the Felines are in the other direction?”
“It's always best to keep the Cats and the Birds separate,” he joked.
At least, I think he was joking. He must have been; he was friends with the Lion Lord.
“What do you think of your new home so far?” Dalsharan asked.
“It's beautiful. Is the Hawk Kingdom similar to this one?”