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His cock found my prostate easily. Although, it was so big, I don’t know how he could’ve missed it. Every thrust pressed against that spot, sending wave after wave of pleasure rushing through my body. I wrapped my legs around his waist, squeezing him as he rolled his hips, his heavy balls slapping against my ass. It was obscene and loud and so fucking hot I couldn’t think of anything else.

“Cum for me,” he commanded, his voice rough with need. “Cum for me without touching yourself. Show me how much you love my big dragon cock.”

I was already close, teetering on the edge. His words were more than enough to push me over. I came with a strangled cry, my body tensing as pleasure crashed through me in waves. Cum covered my belly, nearly hitting me in the chin. And I felt him follow seconds later, his entire body going rigid as he spilled inside me, filling me to the brim until my body couldn’t hold anymore. Cum leaked out around his cock, the warmth covering my ass and the sheets below me. And yet, he was still pulsing inside me, filling me further and further.

For a long moment, we just lay there tangled together, both of us breathing hard. His hand came up to cup my face, forcing me to look at him.

“We’re going to figure this out,” he said, his golden eyes fierce with determination. “Whatever’s happening out there, we’re going to get through it. Together.”

I nodded, not trusting my voice. Because despite everything that was happening, despite the chaos and the danger and the uncertainty, I believed him. With Aeron, I could believe in anything.

I wasn’t sure how long we stayed like that, wrapped around each other in the aftermath. My cum was drying on my skin, and I knew I should probably get up and clean myself off, but I couldn’t seem to make my body cooperate. All I wanted was to stay right here, in that moment, with Aeron’s arms around me and the steady beat of his heart against my chest.

“Come on,” Aeron said at last, his softening cock slipping out of me with a rush of cum. “Let’s get cleaned up and go downstairs. They’ve got to have some news by now.”

A long sigh escaped my lips before I met his gaze. “Alright,” I nodded, knowing he was right. We’d have to face reality at some point. “Let’s go.”

Chapter 24

Aeron

By the time Quill and I were clean once more, we found our clothing sitting on the bed. The magical constructs had not only washed it, but they’d repaired the tears as well. I turned my shirt over, looking at the golden thread they’d used to embroider the holes closed. It was a little gaudy, but it would do for now. We just needed clothing to get us through until I went back home to my grandfather. After that we’d find a way to reach out to Quill’s parents and get him some new things as well.

Once we were dressed, I took Quill’s hand and led him down a grand staircase that seemed to go on forever. The sanctuary was even more impressive in daylight than it had been when we’d first arrived. Sunlight streamed through windows, though they remained frosted and impossible to see through, illuminating tapestries and artwork that seemed to shift as I stared at them. I wondered how long this place had existed. Clearly it was a well-kept secret if only some of the Elder Council knew about it.

“It’s beautiful,” Quill murmured, his eyes taking in every detail as we descended. “How is this even possible? A place like this, hidden away?”

“A metric fuck-ton of magic,” I said simply, though I was asking myself the same questions. “My grandfather never mentioned anything about a sanctuary in the Veil. Which means either he didn’t know, or he was keeping it secret from me too.”

The thought didn’t sit well with me. There were too many secrets now, too many things being kept from me by people I was supposed to trust. First there was keeping the breaches a secret, then Wild in disguise, Atlas in disguise too, and now this sanctuary hidden away in the secret place between life and death.

The house seemed to almost lead us as we walked, hallways appearing when we needed them and doors melting away before we could test their handles. After a few minutes we found ourselves standing in front of a pair of stained glass doors with nowhere else to go. The moment I pushed them open I was struck with the damp scent of earth, rain, and plants. Below my feet was a cobblestone path. But above me trees and vines with flowers in hundreds of different colors stretched up almost impossibly far toward a glass domed ceiling.

We’d stepped into an enormous garden that seemed to defy the laws of physics in the middle of a never ending magical mansion. The glass ceiling looked like a Victorian conservatory, its metal framework turning green in the humidity. And the space beneath it was vast enough to hold a small forest. Vines twisted around stone pillars, and I could hear the soft trickle of water from fountains hidden somewhere among the foliage. And somehow, there were birds, colorful and bright on the branches or swooping between trees.

“Oh my god,” Quill breathed beside me, his hand tightening in mine as he took in the sight. “This is incredible.”

We followed the cobblestone path deeper into the garden, and I found my earlier frustration beginning to ease. It was hard to stay angry in a place like that. The air smelled of earth and growing things, of life and vitality in a way that made the chaos of the previous night feel like nothing more than a bad dream.

Ahead, I could see figures moving among the flowers. As we drew closer, I recognized Elias and Caden sitting on a stone bench near one of the fountains. Wild was there too, still looking exhausted despite the healing that Caden had apparently worked on him through the night. Atlas was pacing nearby, his expression troubled.

“There you are,” Elias said, looking up as we approached. “We were beginning to wonder if you’d decided to stay in bed all day.”

I felt heat creep up my neck at the implication, but I didn’t bother denying it. There was no point. They probably already knew exactly what we’d been doing, and honestly, I didn’t care enough to pretend otherwise.

“What’s happened?” I asked instead, pulling Quill with me as I moved closer to the group. “Any word from my grandfather?”

“We were able to reach him,” Wild said with a nod. “He’s expecting you when you’re ready.”

“What about Widdershins?” Quill asked. “Did everyone make it out in time?”

The four of them went quiet for a moment, and I knew what that meant before they’d even spoken a word.

“There were casualties,” Atlas said quietly, his jaw clenching. “The security team managed to evacuate most of the students to the reinforced buildings, but not everyone made it.”

I felt Quill’s hand go rigid in mine, his entire body going tense beside me.

“How many?” he asked, his voice barely above a whisper.