Raina stays with me and pores over the map but I can tell she’s not getting anything from it too. The map is so wide we’re kneeling on it and my dress ruffles when I move.The fabric is a lot. Lyros doesn’t allow me to wear pants and even shorter, simpler dresses are forbidden. It’s no problem though, I've always wanted to wear nice clothes. It seems he knows that so he’s acting on it.“How about here? In the Eridite mountains.”I look at the landmark Raina has pointed out and it stares me back in the face. The mountains have been illustrated expertly, and whoever drew the maps is good at their craft, yet something tells me this map could be better. Not just this map but all the other maps I've been shown so far.“The mountains do look nice.” And they do look like a place that would be hard to get to, but I wouldn't hide something there. I don’t know why I'm so sure of that. I just know that I am.I wouldn’t hide something valuable to me in an unknown land or place. How do I get bac

“Any luck on finding them?” I shake my head as Alizadeh shakes his too. “Where do you think she sent them?” I look at Alizadeh for an answer to Rafie’s question but I get nothing. Rafie gets nothing too and he settles into a seat by the window. Three of us converging in a room is a rare occurrence yet it’s been happening lately because of Adelaide and her last action before her surrender. I think about it and the side of my lips curve in a small smile. She was so defiant that day, it was sexy. My blood heats the more I think of her and I have to adjust my seating position. Soon. Soon I won’t fuck her in that accursed dream state, I’ll fuck her in real life and I will get her addicted to the feeling of me inside her. “Do you think they know?Alizadeh’s voice is cool and my eyes snap to him. Rafie grumbles something from where he’s seated but I answer directly. “They don’t. No one does until the time for it to manifest arrives, and it won’t. I’ll kill them before that happens.

I talk about my day as Lyros eats.I don’t have much to talk about, but I improvise as he eats and I slip in a few enthusiastic questions here and there. When I ask if I'm being a bother by talking too much, he tells me he likes the sound of my voice and I can talk all I want.Lyros finishes his helping of the first dish and I have barely touched mine.I open the second one and I’m surprised to find it still steaming hot. Lyros catches the surprise in my eyes and chuckles against the drink he’s holding to his lips.“The plates are enchanted. It’s a special type of magic made through marks, imagine it as the language of the world.”I try to imagine that but find myself unable to. I mean I can, but wrapping my head around it proves to be a bit more difficult than Lyros makes it sound.“I’ve never heard of that kind of magic. I thought all magic must come from a host.”“What supplies that host magic?”My heart stutters and chills at the same time because Lyros has never engaged in a conv

Lyros stays in bed with me and I wake up to the feeling of his hard-on pressed against y ass. My body is tucked into his and he's spooning me.The warmth from his body and the feeling of him against me makes waking up feel harder than it is and I have to fight just so I can resist the urge to let out a moan or whimper.I move slightly and find my waist weighed down by a heavy sexily veined large arm.Oh, this is going to be hard.My legs feel like jelly and I can barely feel them.Images from last night pour in and heat builds up on my cheeks. No wonder I can't feel my legs.“Are you trying to do something naughty?”Lyros murmurs those words and my nipples harden as his hot breath hits my neck. I blanked out last night after the showers, but from the smell of the bedsheets and the air around us, I'd say he changed the bedsheets.“I wouldn’t want us to soak the bed again the way we did last night.”Lyros chuckles and leans into me. I can feel every ridge of muscle on his hot body and

Alizadeh is walking towards the door the minute I open it and he doesn’t say anything.My body feels hollowed out and my desire feels sated. Having sex with Adelaide in her memory state isn’t all I dreamed it’d be. I barely feel myself sometimes.It's more of a mental thing for me than it is for her, and I fear my want for her has made me rough with her in those memories.“It’s creepy how you would rather do this with her than find a woman around to do it with. She won’t be any wiser when she wakes.”I growl and he saunters past, striding confidently and unbothered by what I can do to him. He doesn’t stop speaking.“If you don’t want to fuck, then go train. It’ll help.”I’m sure half of Rafie’s court can hear us but they wouldn’t dare say a thing.Alizadeh is right though. The effort it takes to spread Adelaide out and slam into her might feel real in her memories, but in reality, my body just lay on the bed and I filled my pants with semen repeatedly.I have cleaned her up, and I alw