And her name is…

Tiago got us back to the house and we parted ways to change before lunch. Wulfric wasted no time in taking me to his room and right to the bathroom. The coats were tossed on the table along the way and he pushed me against the door after leading me in, capturing my mouth with his abruptly. As he pressed me there with his kiss he started to push my pants off my hips and pull up the hem of my shirt.

He broke the kiss just long enough to pull it over my head and then started to work his way down, sucking and kissing his way to my nipples. He gave them enough attention to make them hard before working his way further down over my stomach. Along the way I could feel him lowering my pants to my anklesuntil I was pressed against the door naked. My breathing turned ragged and I whimpered as my stomach clenched in want. I tried to help him with his own pants but he only growled at me.

He lifted my leg over his shoulder and kissed the inside of my thigh and I whined. “Please, don’t drag it out. Just fuck me.”

He looks up at me, a small smirk on his lips. He kisses up my thigh, making his way to my sex and then licks up my slit slowly. My whole body quivers with it and I close me eyes. As I do, he slips two fingers inside me and I gasp at the unexpected intrusion. He only chuckles, commenting on how wet I am before licking my clit as he curves his fingers in and out of me. It isn’t long before I’m shaking and digging my nails into his shoulder. With that he shifts his focus, picking me up so I can wrap my legs around his hips and adjusting himself to enter me at the same time.

I gasp and then moan languidly at the full feeling inside me. His groan is deep, cursing me at the squeezing feeling I give him in return, but he doesn’t move me. He clutches me to his chest as he moves toward the shower and turns it on, so I start to rock and roll my hips against him, making him hold me tighter to his chest. My breast press up under his chin and he nips one with a smirk as he adjusts the water before whirling me under the spray.

He moved both of his hands under my ass to adjust me and the little bounce he does has me gasping and clutching to him. My hands are around his neck and my cheek pressed to his. Here, I can hear his ragged breathing and then he chuckles.

“How many times am I going to enjoy your body while also ridding your skin of blood?” He asks.

I think on it and realize he’s right. In all of the times we’ve been together, quite a lot of them involved my blood. That thought makes me chest clench as I wonder again if we’re actually mates. It seems more likely with that thought that it is simply my blood turning him on, and I couldn’t blame him if that were true. My blood is very potent, and even if the blood on me now isn’t my own he could have developed a memory association with seeing it on my skin.

“Hey, hey, what wrong?” He asks soothingly, moving a hand up from my ass to stroke my hair. “Did you get hurt today? Surely that little rabbit didn’t get in anything you wouldn’t have healed already.” I don’t know what to say, so I just hold him tighter. “Take my energy Theo, anything you need from me, just take it, it’s already yours.”

I take a little, just a little, to remind myself what he feels like, and he hums in approval. He continues to stroke my hair as I hold on tighter than I need to. I know he won’t drop me, and I know even with one hand he’s strong enough to hold me up, but I want to feel his heartbeat against my chest.

“I wish you would lower your glammer,” he says softly after a few seconds. “Just around me.” I lean back to look him in the eyes and do as he asked, and I’m rewarded when his face lights up. “There’s my girl.”

His lips press against mine and now it’s more than just me rocking my hips against him. When he removes his hand from the back of my head he moves to mirror the other one he’s located on my upper thigh, and then he’s lifting and dropping me on his length. It hurts wonderfully and I move one of my hands between us to rub my clit. It doesn’t take long to have me rising towards my climax, and I’m so wet I can hear the squelching sounds where we’re joined above the sounds of the shower.

We’re both getting close and I can tell he’s holding back, waiting for me. “Cum for me,” I beg, and my words are enough to push him over.

Watching his face, hearing his noises, feeling him convulse and twitch as he cums inside me has me cumming around him and I squeam a sound that almost sounds relaxed in my pleasure. He continues to hold me, rocking me against him as he finishes and I ride out the ends of my climax before he’s moving us back to the shower. He kicks the bench from the side back by the spray and carefully sits me on it.

Despite any protests I give him, he insists that I sit and wait. He washes himself quickly, though I still enjoy every moment of the show, and then comes to clean me. His hands roam over my body with a purpose, but still the touch of him on my skin makes my whole body jolts with the desire to start all over again. There isn’t time though. We need to get to lunch and I need to talk to Noryth.

—

After we dress and join the others Noryth tells me all about his plan. Wulfric has to join Helion for the ride to Kheliq’s or he would suspect something right away. I need to limit how much time I spend around him and avoid him entirely as much as possible until he had to join his little convoy to complete the trip like everyone else making the trip. The best solution he could come up with is claiming that I’ve fallen ill, and me staying in Wulfric’s room as much as possible. Me staying in my own room, even if anyone had managed to find either of my missing keys, is out of the question and as much as I want to argue that with Wulfric I can’t. I need sleep if I’m going to be stronger, and I honestly don’t know how I would sleep in that room alone anymore.

Ignacio is also due at the party, which I hadn’t realized before, so when Tiago whisks them all away to join the convoy for the remainder of the trip to Kheliq’s I would be safe to roam the house. Day of, Tiago would bring me, Noryth, and Ealdian to Kheliq’s for the rest of the plan. Noryth has snuck in enough times and he’s sure the three of us can get in without any problems, but I already know he’s lying about that. Ealdian, as far as I can tell, has no skills that would help this whole plan other than covering something up. I can feel it, in my bones, that Ealdian is meant to take me out of the equation. The only question i have remaining on this theory is the when. If they can get Tiago to agree, which to keep me from trouble he might, they might leave me behind here entirely. That’s fine, I had already considered such a betrayal and I will be gone before then.

Noryth claims the plan is to have Helion get Kheliq out to the garden alone for a chat. They’ll tell Helion to say he has news on the half-breed, which Kheliq would believe to be me. I will be waiting in the gardens to drain the area and take out one or both of them. At this point, they don’t seem all that concerned that two large portions of land would be left without a ruler, so who am I to tell them they should be. It seems an obvious oversight for them to miss, so I focus on the other flaws in the plan.

“My special affinity is much like Ricard’s, I can feel power and magic and I’m particularly good at dismantling it. I will take down the charm that prevents teleportation within Kheliq’s domain when it’s weakened from his death. We’ll meet up here,-“ he gesture to a room on a property map, -“and Tiago will get us out while Wulfric takes charge.”

There it is. Wulfric was supposed to be next in line, and despite Kheliq not seeing him as such I bet the rumour has spread around. With no heir, he’d be their first choice. I smile over at him and try not to let the pain show in my eyes.

Wulfric is angry with me over my insistence that I be involved, but still urges me to eat. I check everything on my plate twice, but this time no one judges me. Wulfric even gives me his to check, whether he is worried or just knows that I want to is unclear. I don’t like him being mad as me, and want to offer him a piece offering. Though I know he’d enjoy a certainprivatemoment with me, I feel like to make this up to him I need to offer something more personal.

“You’re not the only reason I known about poisons,” I admit softly.

“What was that?” He returns, taking a bite off his plate.

“It was a certain special interest for my mom, and she made sure I knew about poisons and plants. They became a hobby of hers, and knowing was part of her training so she was well versed.” I can’t meet his eyes though I feel them on me. “It was the onlykind oflie I told you. It wasn’t just because of you that I learned about their smell and taste. My mom had shown me a great number before, but there were some I hadn’t tasted until Kheliq’s prison because they grew too far from the mountains. I insinuated it was solely your fault, but it wasn’t.” I feel like I’m nearly whispering but I also feel like everyone’s stopped moving to listen in.

He wraps his hand around mine on the table and squeezes. “It’s okay. I can see there was a reason you phrased it the way you did. You don’t need to talk about it now.”

I nod, because I don’t want to, but I can feel other questions in the air around me.

We aren’t mates. We can’t be. He’ll be fine without me.