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A chirp from nearby has my warrior’s instincts going on full alert. Fucking Hudyakis sits on a rock not far away, his head weirdly tilted at an unnatural angle as the perv looks on. Thank the gods I have Rosemarie’s body blocked from view with my wings. “Scram, soul guardian.” I don’t want to fight him. Not now when my queen’s hand slides to cup my cock, tracing over each ridge as if she wants to torment me inch by carved inch. “Get your own girl.”
I wait the seconds it takes for him to fly away, and Rosemarie has already unlaced the ties over my tail.
“Off,” she says.
“As my queen commands.” I take over the work, sliding my pants to the ground as she switches to stripping like her life depends on being naked as quickly as possible. I would laugh except she’s absolute perfection.
Dragging her against me, I haul her upward until our mouths collide, and we take from each other in a frenzy. Need has me forcing her farther up, and her whimper makes me move faster. I cannot leave my queen unsatisfied, not for a single second.
“Jace.” The whine in her voice has me smiling as I drape her thighs over my shoulders and lower her onto my mouth. Devouring her pussy has become my favorite pastime. I impale her on my long tongue, stroking her tight walls and licking upward to find the spot that makes her scream. Still, I don’t stop. When it comes to Rosemarie, I’m insatiable. I need her taste on my tongue, down my throat, coating my chin.
Memories assail me, marking themselves over this moment like a crash of carnal fantasies that will culminate in our coming together. From the first time she climbed in my lap and allowed me to hold her, to that first kiss, to my first taste of her. All the nights I’ve been granted the privilege of tasting her, touching her, worshipping her. They have built to this miraculous moment.
Rosemarie doesn’t just want me for a soldier, for a quick kiss or stolen hits of hidden pleasure. She wants me as her mate. Who am I to deny a queen?
I lower her, savoring the friction as her soft skin rubs against mine, her pale pink and gorgeous golden such a contrast to my blue and grey, especially in the glow from her crystal. Slipping my hand lower, I slide two fingers inside her.
She writhes against me, wrapping her fingers around my cock and tightening her grip. “More.”
“The books say I must prepare you, get you ready before we come together.” With each word, I pump my fingers in and out of her wetness, the sound of her slickness making me groan.
“I’ve been ready since the runes,” she says. “We can do it right here in the dirt.” Her words send filthy pleasures spiraling through me. “Please, Jace.”
Next time, I’ll make her beg. But now, I use my wings to support her back, spreading her thighs and opening her to my view. Gods, she’s divine. Her pussy glistens, and the sweetness of her arousal floods my senses.
“Tell me you choose this,” I say, giving her one last chance to change her mind.
“I choose you.”
My queen kills me with her candor, and I’ll tear apart anyone who ever hurts her because this woman is my destined mate. The truth locks in place, and my heart belongs to her now and forever. “Then lean back, love. I’ve got you.”
She gives herself over to my hold, relaxing her weight into the grip of my claws and wings. Her hair spills over her shoulders and rune-marked spine to tease the sensitive underside of my wings, and I damn near see double.
Sliding my cock between her folds, I can’t take my gaze from where the tip disappears inside her. My balls are heavy, my erection so hard it hurts, but I want to stay like this, to capture this moment I’ve waited over a century for—to be joined with a love beyond realms, wishes, and words. Rosemarie wiggles, and I can deny her nothing.
Gods, I was created for this woman.
I’ve treasured the exquisiteness of being hers.
Now, she’ll be mine.
I slide into her, and her tightness clenches me until I see stars, suns, fucking galaxies. She moans and squirms, taking more of me until there’s no more to take.
“Yes.” Her hiss has me praying to the goddess of the Bridge not to come until my queen does.
I need to slow down, to take my time, to tell her everything. “I will love you until the Bridge is no more.” My voice comes out strained. “There’s been no one before you. There will be none after you, none but you.”
“Jace—” Her big dark eyes drown in emotion, and I can’t stand to hear whatever it is she might—or might not—say. So I move.
I thrust inside her, fucking her into my wings until those beautiful tits bounce. Every carved ridge rubs against her inner walls until I can hardly hold onto my shadow magic. My tail circles her lower leg, keeping her open for me to drive inside. She squeezes around me, and I focus on her pleasure, struggling not to lose myself until I feel her come. My breath hitches, and she pulses around me, stealing all reason. Possessive need crawls through my veins.
Harder and faster, I drive into her while she grips the claws atop my wings, spread like a sacrifice to taunt me with what she offers—centuries together.
Fated.
Mates.
She’s my reason for existing.
