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Gods. That feels so good. But that sharp pleasure recedes as Silas takes his time exploring me with his mouth, gentle and methodical in the way he licks and sucks. It’s such a slow, thorough approach, and it turns me hot all over as I continue tugging at his hair, panting as I try to…

“You think that dagger is Maven’s?” “Who cares if it is?” I snap. “Look, maybe one of the anti-legacy cultists who raised her picked up the dagger in the Divide or something. It doesn’t matter.” Silas glares at me. “Yes, it does. If Maven’s weapon is from the Nether, she’s on a mysterious mission, and…

I open my eyes and find that Baelfire’s handsome, smiling face is only a few inches away, his irises like warm honey. “There she is. Prettiest eyes I’ve ever seen.” What the fuck? Why am I in bed with him? I sit up, taking in my surroundings quickly. I’m in Everbound’s infirmary, which is mildly…

Silas wipes the dried blood from cutting his hand earlier onto his pants, obviously not caring about ruining the poor suit. “We were arguing, and then she collapsed outside the Matched Ball. It happened out of nowhere.” I reach out and feel the back of Maven’s hand. It doesn’t feel warm to me, which is…

Crypt is oddly quiet, staring at one of the stained-glass windows. Before I can ask if he’s going to bother joining us on Earth anytime soon, Silas sighs again and scrubs his face. “Before she collapsed, Maven was trying to tell us that she can’t break our curses because…because she has no heart for us…

Please, not right now,” she gasps, sounding strangled. “What’s happening?” Everett demands sharply, crowding closer as the temperature around us plummets. “Maven?” Silas cradles her face and tries to catch her eye, his eyes wide. “Is it that you can’t breathe? Baelfire?—“ Before he can even finish the order, I rip open the front of…

“As in, you’re finally admitting we’re a quintet?” Baelfire jumps in to clarify, hopeful excitement brightening his face and bringing out his blinding smile. “You’ll forgive us for acting like a bunch of stupid, immature fledglings and be our keeper?” I need to blend in with the rest of the students here at Everbound. If…

My heart pounds as I twist my grip in the back of her dress tighter, need for her making my cock hard as fucking steel in my suit pants. “You enjoying this, baby? Tell me, how wet does it make your panties knowing you’re torturing us?” “Hard to tell when I’m not wearing any.” Fuck….

“We’re platonic.” He sets down his drink while eye-fucking me. “Really? In that case, can I get you a drink?” “Only if it’s strong.” I haven’t imbibed very often in my life. Probably because by the time Lillian decreed that I was old enough for alcohol, I had already become this and discovered that it…

“Where’s my dagger?” I can’t lose track of that. First of all, it’s my favorite dagger, and I happen to be emotionally attached to it, considering that it was a gift from a once-upon-a-time friend. I even named it—Pierce, for obvious reasons. But second of all and more importantly, it’s made of adamantine, which is…