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He grinned, removing the circlet from his head and handing it to me to put away along with my own.

“Good plan. I’ve never heard of anyone robbing a courthouse.”

I grinned. “And that’s precisely why only me, you, and Bob know of its existence.”

A look of surprise came over his face, his hands pausing on his sash before pulling it over his head. “Not Fethri and Kiprr?”

“Not yet,” I confirmed, going into the closet. “I trust them implicitly, but I saw no need to inform them before we take these over there tomorrow while we’re admiring the finished work. Bob, please reveal the safe.”

A corner of the floor ripped as the nanites making it up reorganized themselves into a door with a handle.

“Whoa. That is seriously cool. No one would ever know that was there.”

I smirked smugly. “If they were looking by scanning for nanotech, they’d find the walls and floor of this entire wing are made of the stuff, just like on a Mylos ship, for ease of redecorating, making vid calls or watching vids.” I placed my palm on the safe’s faceplate and it unlocked. I pulled the door open and carefully placed the crowns inside, one on top of the other with a soft piece of protective cloth that had been in the safe put between them. This was not only to prevent scratching, but to keep tarnishing at bay.

“So they would completely miss finding the section where the safe is. But what if they scan specifically for a safe?”

I closed the safe back up. “It’s imbued with shielding tech. It won’t show up as anything but empty space under the floor. But, if anyone did manage to find out about it or the one at the courthouse, get past Bob’s security protocols and our guards, and locate them, they’d still have to get through the floor here and the wall there and bypass the biometric lock. Even if they somehow then fooled that, they’d still have to get away without alerting Bob, the guards, and later, the sheriff.”

“Not to mention household bots and ourselves, and anyone else in the vicinity who might notice.”

“Precisely. Also, these would be impossible to sell after the entire galaxy got a good look at them on our heads today.”

He snorted as he laid his shirt over the back of the chair just outside our walk in closet. There were two, on either side, so that we could both sit while putting on footwear. They were also handy for draping clothes over for Rosie to collect later for cleaning.

“Yeah. Too hot to fence,” he mused, going for the fastener on his pants.

I stood, not willing to be distracted by the sight of my mate getting naked. If I did, I’d end up ruining my own suit and I wished to keep it as a reminder of this day. Yes, that was a fine idea. I’d commission a painting of us under the wedding arch, crowns on, and on either side of it, our suits on two bodyforms under glasteel. It would look wonderful in the public front entryway. But first, I needed to disrobe. I stepped out of the closet and sat down, wings now tucked completely away, and began the task of taking off my shoes.

26

JESSE

Completely nude now except for my briefs, I sashayed over to the bed, making sure those eyes I feel locked onto my backside got a damn good show. Then, just to be a tease, I went over to the far side of the ridiculously huge bed, slipped them off, and then used the lip of the mattress frame to climb on. I propped myself up on one elbow while lying on my side, top leg bent to show off my assets better. I probably looked ridiculous, but I didn’t care and from the way he hurriedly divested himself of the rest of his own clothing and stalked towards the bed, nostrils flaring, eyes two slits of gold with his usual blue only bleeding through in the middle. His wings flared out, his tail thrashing behind him, his own cock hard and proud and glistening with moisture around the scales that adorned it.

“Mine,” he growled, the word almost sibilant.

“Yours,” I agreed. I patted the mattress on his side of the bed before me. “Come on over here, big guy, and claim me.”

He was there one moment and the next, he was here, looming over me as he’d pushed me flat on my back.

He gazed into my eyes and his expression gentled as I reached up to cup his cheek.

“Mine,” I said softly.

It was like I’d flipped a switch. His eyes went feral again and he grabbed my hands, pulling them over my head in one swift move. My blood sang as I hardened even further. This is what I had missed, the need to be dominated despite my build going unfulfilled until now. Our size difference made it even more delicious and now I understood just why the twinks I’d picked up on occasion had been so reluctant to give up being in this position.

He leaned in, holding my arms above me one handedly now with ease, and nuzzled behind my ear, following the column of my throat. He sniffed, then rubbed the sides of his face where his scales were there before sniffing me once more and licking a stripe up my neck, causing me to shiver.

He moved to the other side of my neck and began to repeat what he’d just done, grinding his pelvis against mine as he did so. I thrust up, eager to increase the friction.

“Yes,” I panted. “Feels good.”

A low rumbling sound filled the room, his chest vibrating and I realized he was purring, and damn, if that wasn’t one of the hottest things ever, I didn’t know what was. It sent goosebumps of arousal all over me, making me squirm and writhe in his grasp.

He turned his attention to my nipple and I suddenly figured out he was going to torture me with pure pleasure before ever fucking my ass, and I was so down with that. He licked, then flicked it with his pointed tongue and my back arched off the bed.

“Babe! I’m gonna…”