(Elena)
I don’t tell him where we’re going.
I just say co with after the council session empties, the weight of Marcus’s betrayal still hanging thick in the air. He follows without question, falling into step beside as we leave the settlent behind. The walk takes twenty minutes through snow-dusted trees, the cold biting at our skin. Rhydian stays quiet, but there’s a settled calm to him now—an afterglow from what he did in that hall.
The hot spring sits hidden in a natural hollow, steam curling lazily into the freezing air. My father showed it to years ago. No one else knows. Tonight, I’m sharing it with him.
He stops at the edge of the hollow, eyes widening at the sight of the clear, steaming water nestled in smooth stone, surrounded by frost-kissed moss and bare trees.
"This is yours," he says softly.
"Mine now," I reply, glancing back at him. "Ours tonight."
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We undress in the quiet. I peel off my coat, boots, then the rest of my layers, feeling the sharp contrast of icy air on my bare skin before I slip into the water. The heat envelops instantly—delicious, penetrating deep into every tight muscle I’ve been carrying for weeks. I sink to my shoulders with a low sigh, eyes closing for a mont as the warmth soothes .
Rhydian joins . The water laps around his powerful fra as he lowers in, a soft groan escaping him at the heat. He settles across from at first, head tilted back against the stone, steam rising around his wet hair and broad shoulders. The scars on his chest and arm catch the low light, faint reminders of everything he’s survived.
I watch him. He catches looking and holds my gaze, those golden eyes darkening with quiet heat.
"Co here," I say.
He moves through the water like a predator—slow, deliberate—until our knees brush beneath the surface. I reach up, pushing damp strands of hair from his face. He leans into my touch, no longer flinching, just lting into it.
"You were extraordinary today," I murmur, my thumb tracing his jaw.
He starts to brush it off, but I shake my head. "Don’t. You walked into that hall and changed everything. Let say it."
"Okay," he breathes.
I pull him in. Our mouths et in a slow, deep kiss that quickly grows hungry. Steam curls around us as his hands slide under the water to grip my waist, thumbs stroking my ribs. His mouth trails to my jaw, then my neck, finding that sensitive spot below my ear that always makes shiver. He sucks gently, then harder, drawing a soft moan from .
"Rhydian," I whisper.
He hums against my skin.
I guide his hand lower, but then pull back slightly. "Co up here. I want to teach you sothing."
His eyes flare with interest. I lift myself onto the wide, flat stone shelf above the waterline—warm from the spring below, smooth and inviting. Water sheets off my naked body as I lie back, knees bent, thighs parting just enough to invite him.
Rhydian follows, water dripping from his powerful fra. He kneels between my spread legs on the stone, gaze raking over with open hunger. His cock is already hard, thick and flushed, curving up against his stomach.
"I want your mouth on ," I tell him, voice low and steady. "All the way down. I’ll show you."
He nods, eyes locked on mine. "Show ."
I thread my fingers through his wet hair and guide him lower. He starts at my throat, kissing and licking like he always does, then trails down between my breasts. His mouth is hot, reverent. He pauses at my stomach, pressing open-mouthed kisses there before I nudge him further.
"Lower," I breathe.
He settles between my thighs, broad shoulders spreading wider. His breath ghosts over my soaked pussy, making clench with anticipation. The first touch of his tongue is tentative—a slow, exploratory lick from my entrance up to my clit.
"Good," I praise, tightening my grip in his hair. "Just like that. Again."
He does it again, firr this ti, tasting thoroughly. His hands slide under my ass, lifting slightly as he grows bolder. He licks broad stripes through my folds, then circles my clit with the flat of his tongue. I moan, hips twitching.
"Use your fingers too," I instruct. "Two of them. Curl them up—yes, like that."
He pushes two thick fingers inside , stretching open while his mouth latches onto my clit. He sucks gently at first, then harder, matching the rhythm of his curling fingers. The combination is devastating. Wet, obscene sounds fill the hollow as he devours .
"Fuck—right there," I gasp, back arching off the stone.
He learns impossibly fast. Every moan, every twitch of my hips, every tightening of my fingers in his hair—he reads it all. He adds a third finger, pumping deeper, faster, while his tongue flicks rapidly over my swollen clit. The heat of the spring, the cold air on my wet skin, and the relentless pleasure of his mouth push higher.
He growls against , the vibration shooting straight through my core. I’m grinding against his face now, chasing the edge, thighs trembling around his head.
"Don’t stop— Rhydian—"
He sucks my clit hard, fingers driving into with perfect precision, and I shatter.
I scream his na, loud and raw, the sound echoing off the stone walls and into the winter trees. My orgasm crashes through violently—pussy clenching around his fingers, thighs locking around his head as wave after wave of pleasure rips through my body. He keeps licking and fucking through it, drawing it out until I’m shaking and breathless.
Only when I finally sag against the stone does he lift his head. His face is flushed, lips swollen and glistening with my arousal, eyes glowing with raw satisfaction and lust.
I pull him up over , kissing him deeply, tasting myself on his tongue. His hard cock presses hot and heavy against my thigh.
"You learn fast," I whisper against his mouth, still trembling.
"I have the best teacher," he replies, voice rough with need. That rare, real smile curves his lips—the one that makes my chest ache.
We stay like that for a long mont, steam rising around us, the world outside forgotten. His forehead rests against mine as our breathing slows.
Tomorrow the council reconvenes. Varek and Shadowpine are still coming. But tonight, in this hidden place, there is only heat, surrender, and the man who keeps learning exactly how to unravel .
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