This document is Chapter 55 of A Court of Mist and Fury by Sarah J. Maas, in which Feyre finally confesses her love to Rhysand and formally accepts their mating bond, telling him that every piece of her broken but healing heart belongs to him. What follows is an intensely passionate night together — first on the paint-covered table in the cabin’s art room, then in the bedroom, and later in the bathtub — as the newly accepted mating bond triggers an overwhelming physical “frenzy” that keeps them up nearly all night. Between their intimate encounters, Rhys reveals he first fell in love with Feyre when she was crafting a bone trap for the Middengard Wyrm and threw a bone at Amarantha like a javelin, while Feyre admits she knew she was falling for him on Starfall but was too afraid to acknowledge it. They discuss their future options — from having a priestess verify the bond to being declared husband and wife — before Rhys shifts to serious matters, revealing the queens are returning in three days and they must leave for Feyre’s family estate tomorrow. Feyre discovers she literally glows with happiness, her skin emitting starlight, while Rhys drops his glamour to reveal his full power of shadows and stars. The chapter closes with a tender morning-after conversation about children, where Rhys insists she is never obligated to bear him offspring, and Feyre expresses her desire to live fully, have adventures, and enjoy their time together before starting a family.
I watched him consume every spoonful, his eyes darting between where I stood
and the soup.
When he was done, he set down his spoon.
“Aren’t you going to say anything?” he said at last.
“I was going to tell you what I’d decided the moment I saw you on the threshold.”
Rhys twisted in his seat toward me. “And now?”
Aware of every breath, every movement, I sat in his lap. His hands gently braced
my hips as I studied his face. “And now I want you to know, Rhysand, that I love
you. I want you to know … ” His lips trembled, and I brushed away the tear that
escaped down his cheek. “I want you to know,” I whispered, “that I am broken
and healing, but every piece of my heart belongs to you. And I am honored—
honored to be your mate.”
His arms wrapped around me and he pressed his forehead to my shoulder, his
body shaking. I stroked a hand through his silken hair.
“I love you,” I said again. I hadn’t dared say the words in my head. “And I’d
endure every second of it over again so I could find you. And if war comes, we’ll
face it. Together. I won’t let them take me from you. And I won’t let them take you
from me, either.”
Rhys looked up, his face gleaming with tears. He went still as I leaned in, kissing
away one tear. Then the other. As he had once kissed away mine.
When my lips were wet and salty with them, I pulled back far enough to see his
eyes. “You’re mine,” I breathed.
His body shuddered with what might have been a sob, but his lips found my own.
It was gentle—soft. The kiss he might have given me if we’d been granted time
and peace to meet across our two separate worlds. To court each other. I slid my
arms around his shoulders, opening my mouth to him, and his tongue slipped in,
caressing my own. Mate—my mate.
He hardened against me, and I groaned into his mouth.
The sound snapped whatever leash he’d had on himself, and Rhysand scooped
me up in a smooth movement before laying me flat on the table
—amongst and on top of all the paints.
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He deepened the kiss, and I wrapped my legs around his back, hooking him
closer. He tore his lips from my mouth to my neck, where he dragged his teeth
and tongue down my skin as his hands slid under my sweater and went up, up, to
cup my breasts. I arched into the touch, and lifted my arms as he peeled away
my sweater in one easy motion.
Rhys pulled back to survey me, my body naked from the waist up. Paint soaked
into my hair, my arms. But all I could think of was his mouth as it lowered to my
breast and sucked, his tongue flicking against my nipple.
I plunged my fingers into his hair, and he braced a hand beside my head—smack
atop a palette of paint. He let out a low laugh, and I watched, breathless, as he
took that hand and traced a circle around my breast, then lower, until he painted
a downward arrow beneath my belly button.
“Lest you forget where this is going to end,” he said.
I snarled at him, a silent order, and he laughed again, his mouth finding my other
breast. He ground his hips against me, teasing—teasing me so horribly that I had
to touch him, had to just feel more of him. There was paint all over my hands, my
arms, but I didn’t care as I grabbed at his clothes. He shifted enough to let me
remove them, weapons and leather thudding to the ground, revealing that
beautiful tattooed body, the powerful muscles and wings now peeking above
them.
My mate—my mate.
His mouth crashed into mine, his bare skin so warm against my own, and I
gripped his face, smearing paint there, too. Smearing it in his hair, until great
streaks of blue and red and green ran through it. His hands found my waist, and I
bucked my hips off the table to help him remove my socks, my leggings.
Rhys pulled back again, and I let out a bark of protest—that choked off into a
gasp as he gripped my thighs and yanked me to the edge of the
table, through paints and brushes and cups of water, hooked my legs over his
shoulders to rest on either side of those beautiful wings, and knelt before me.
Knelt on those stars and mountains inked on his knees. He would bow for no one
and nothing—
But his mate. His equal.
The first lick of Rhysand’s tongue set me on fire.
I want you splayed out on the table like my own personal feast.
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He growled his approval at my moan, my taste, and unleashed himself on me
entirely.
A hand pinning my hips to the table, he worked me in great sweeping strokes.
And when his tongue slid inside me, I reached up to grip the edge of the table, to
grip the edge of the world that I was very near to falling off.
He licked and kissed his way to the apex of my thighs, just as his fingers
replaced where his mouth had been, pumping inside me as he sucked, his teeth
scraping ever so slightly—
I bowed off the table as my climax shattered through me, splintering my
consciousness into a million pieces. He kept licking me, fingers still moving.
“Rhys,” I rasped.
Now. I wanted him now.
But he remained kneeling, feasting on me, that hand pinning me to the table.
I went over the edge again. And only when I was trembling, half sobbing, limp
with pleasure, did Rhys rise from the floor.
He looked me over, naked, covered in paint, his own face and body smeared with
it, and give me a slow, satisfied male smile. “You’re mine,” he snarled, and hefted
me up into his arms.
I wanted the wall—I wanted him to just take me against the wall, but he carried
me into the room I’d been using and set me down on the bed with heartbreaking
gentleness.
Wholly naked, I watched as he unbuttoned his pants, and the considerable length
of him sprang free. My mouth went dry at the sight of it. I wanted him, wanted
every glorious inch of him in me, wanted to claw at him until our souls were
forged together.
He didn’t say anything as he came over me, wings tucked in tight. He’d never
gone to bed with a female while his wings were out. But I was his mate. He would
yield only for me.
And I wanted to touch him.
I leaned up, reaching over his shoulder to caress the powerful curve of his wing.
Rhys shuddered, and I watched his cock twitch. “Play later,” he ground out.
Indeed.
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