Warriors of Poseidon 06 - Atlantis Betrayed

fingers, and it took only seconds more for her to reach her climax, spasming around his cock like a velvet glove. He nearly came then himself, but instead he lifted her by the bottoms of her thighs so that he was Atlantis Betrayed – Warriors of Poseidon 06
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    carrying her in almost a seated position in front of him. He made it to the bed in seconds and gently lowered her to her hands and knees and then took a firm grip on her hips and released the power he’d been holding back.
    He drove into her, over and over, and she let go of her shadows so he could see every gorgeous inch of her. Her luscious ass rocked with his motion and she’d thrown her head back so her hair trailed along the curve of her pale, perfect back.
    “More?” He sped up, thrusting harder and faster. “Do you want more of me?”
    “All of you,” she said breathlessly. “I want all of you.”
    He bent down and pressed a kiss to her spine. “I want all of you, too, Lady Fiona Campbell.”
    She cried out, coming again, and he thrust into her, over and over, riding the wave of her orgasm to his own. They collapsed in the bed, exhausted and safe, and she almost immediately fell asleep. He, however, lay awake for a long time, again contemplating the irony of humanity, his most hated foe, giving him such a gift.

Chapter 27
    Atlantis, the royal suite
    Conlan smiled to see his son mash banana slices into his own hair. “He’s clearly a brilliant child.”
    “Hey, buddy,” his princess and bride said, pulling him down for a kiss. “You did the same thing at your age, bet on it.”
    “I’d do the same thing now, if I thought it would relieve some of this worry.”
    Riley nodded. “Denal?”
    “All of it. Denal, the vampires, the impending war, the jewels for the Trident.” He ran a hand through his hair, wondering when he’d pull enough of it out to go bald. “Hells, what isn’t going wrong? Will I ever be able to live up to the demands of being king? Alaric keeps pushing for the coronation but I don’t feel like I’m even handling the high prince job well yet.”
    “Do you have to become king?”
    “You mean could I abdicate?” He smiled at her. “I tried that once, for you, remember? Poseidon wouldn’t let me go so easily.”
    “What about Christophe and Fiona? Does that worry you, too, my handsome prince?” She cleaned up their sleepy son as they talked, so she could put him down for his afternoon nap.
    “Should it? I don’t know. What right do I have to meddle in the warriors’ private lives? But he has been so close to the edge; so dangerous and out of control with his power. Is he even safe for her to be around?”
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    “Maybe only for her, but yes, she’s safe with him. It’s anyone who tries to hurt her I worry about,” she said.
    “They must find the Siren. All hope of Atlantis rising is lost without it.”
    “They’ll find it. Now, come take a nap with us. Even high princes are allowed to rest with their family once in a while.”
    Conlan held his wife and son close while they slept, but his own eyes couldn’t close, nor could his mind shut down. They were so close to retrieving all the jewels. Maybe he should send someone else.
    Christophe had always been . . . unpredictable.
    And now this new element, this Scarlet Ninja—and the Unseelie Court Fae.
    “I’ll put the word out to na Garanwyn,” he told his sleeping wife. “If the Fae are facing a civil war, the Seelie Court needs to know about it.”
    His tiny son belched, a huge noise for such a small boy. Conlan sighed and nodded. “I feel exactly the same way, Aidan. Exactly the same way.”

Chapter 28
    Campbell Manor, later that evening
    Hopkins was standing in the middle of the floor when Fiona and Christophe stepped through the portal into her drawing room.
    “Welcome home, Lady Fiona,” he said. “Would you care for tea?”
    She started laughing. “Only you, Hopkins. Only you would offer me tea when I’m stepping through a magic doorway.”
    “If it were my place, I would be asking where you’ve been for the past several hours. I might ask where Denal is. I might ask how you stepped through a ball of light to appear in the middle of the drawing room. But I won’t ask any of it. So I repeat, would you care for tea?”
    Only a slight reddening of his face and his exceedingly clipped tone gave away how worried he must have been, and she felt like an utter heel.