“[...] I stroked my hand over him once, twice—luxuriating in the feel of him, in knowing he was here, we were both here. Safe. Then I echoed the movement with my mouth. His growls of pleasure filled the tent, drowning out the distant cries of the injured and dying. Life and death—hovering so close, whispering in our ears. But I tasted Rhys, worshipped him with my hands and mouth and then my body—and hoped that this shard of life we offered up, this undimming light between us, would drive death a bit further away. At least for another day.” — A Court of Wings and Ruin.
uncensored version (ONLY ADULTS) : https://twitter.com/nyxartz/status/1282940908372217857?s=20
omg yes! The asshole talks are back. I missed this part and the plot with the nightmarecourt so much, like it was in the beginning of the comic. Thanks for this chapter.