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the Dark Prince said out loud before glancing at the pretty human in his bed. He stood naked next to the window overlooking the busy street below.
    He smiled to himself and walked back to the bed, bent, and fondled the young woman’s full breasts. “I wish that my brothers were here with me to share you … lovely thing …”
    “Oh yes … oh call them … tell them to join us …” she said on a husky note.
    He laughed. “I only wish it were that easy.” A hard look took over his dark features. “Soon—it will be soon.”
    “Are they as handsome as you?” she said, crawling on her knees to touch his cock and lick its length.
    “Yes … each in his own way.” He held her head and pushed himself into her mouth, worked her hard and fast, and then even as she choked on his largeness he went off to the sound of his pleasure. He removed it from her mouth and allowed his seed to drip over her breasts. “Rub it on your nipples …”
    She was already his, ruined for all else but sex. She would never recover from the Lianhan sexual addition. She did exactly what he asked and smiled for him.
    He moved away from her and went back to the window. The Queen of the Seelie Fae had vowed to find him and return him to the Dark Realm. He sneered to himself. Let her try …
    He wasn’t about to allow the Seelie Trackers to capture him and return him there to a dead world, not now, not when all of the Human Realm lay before him, ready to devour.
    He was fairly certain he would rather wish to cease to exist!
    So, he kept a force of Dark Magic surrounding him as he evaded their efforts to find him. He didn’t think of it as running from them but rather simply staying free until he could find a way to accomplish his plans.
    He was pleased with his efforts thus far. He had given them a merry chase, almost doing circles around them as he used his black magic to disguise his scent. He was nearly impossible to track.
    He thought of Gaiscioch—Gais, who was nothing in the end but a mad fool. Gais had become obsessed, and that obsession had ruled his actions. Now Gais was dead. It was what Pestale had planned for the Seelie traitor all along. He had just been biding his time, but then the Seelie Fae put an end to him.
    Pestale felt so much above what Gaiscioch had been. His goals were clear-sighted and not driven by obsession. While it was of paramount importance that he free Morrigu and his two remaining brothers, he would not give up all for them.
    It was as simple as that. He would do what he could—he would leave no avenue untraveled, no corner unturned in his efforts to free them—but should a choice have to be made, he would always choose self-interests first.
    If he had to choose between his freedom and theirs, he could and would forsake them.
    He’d often thought about himself in this wild Human Realm where so much was put into two categories— good or evil —and had concluded that he was not evil. The Seelie Fae had labeled him as such, but he’d decided that his actions were reasonable. He was, after all, a superior being, a Royal, and just as humans destroyed insects that annoy, he had the right to do the same—and there were so many he considered them no more than insects.
    However, a complication had definitely arisen. That complication had begun the moment he had seen her and had grown into a yearning he had never known was possible for him to feel.
    She had stood there in the midst of a screaming horde of humans during the close of Gais’s war two days ago. Her flaming red curls blew around her stunningly beautiful face. Her magical aura and her delicious scent wafted to him on a wave of something emanating from her— was it emotion? —yes, he felt the vibes of her uncontrolled emotions, and he couldn’t look away from her.
    And then he saw the child—a boy on the ground—and the Dark Fae creature, one of his own in fact, retreating from her. She didn’t take the time to chase and kill it. Instead, she