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“I’m certain.” I felt her response to my every touch. Shewas open and vulnerable. She didn’t hold anything back. “The vampires say ourbondmates glow, as well. I can’t see it, but I feel her. She’s perfect.”

“Perfect enough to form a true triad?” Reeve asksspeculatively. “You know what the legends say.”

I laugh long and hard at the thought. Legends. They’reridiculous. They’re stories to tell children at bedtime. The legend Reeve isreferring to claims that one day, a pair of symbiotic twins will be born ofroyal blood. They will form a triad with a mysterious bondmate, and she willallow their true powers to flow. The intellectual half, who the people call thephilosopher king, will become a Green Man, bringing prosperity to the tribes.The warrior king will gain the strength of a Storm Lord. The threesome willusher in a time of great joy for the Fae. It’s a nice story, but I stoppedbelieving in legends a long time ago.

“Don’t pin your hopes on that, my friend. Meggie is abondmate. Nothing more. Nothing less. She’s beautiful and suits my purposes.She will save my brother and balance us. I’m not immune to the effects of notbonding at a proper age. I feel it, too. Meg can reverse those.” I hope noteveryone is as prone to believing old stories as the gnome. “You mentioned adeal? What is my end of this bargain?”

Reeve is every bit the savvy businessman. “Please stay outof sight of the others until the tourney. If they realize you are fighting forthe female…”

“They’ll turn tail and walk off.”

“But, if they pay their money first, we have a strict norefund policy, Your Highness,” Reeve explains.

“Fine,” I say, covering a yawn. “I’ll stay out of sight. Ineed a nap, anyway.”

Reeve stands and gestures to the room at the back of hisoffice. “I had a pallet made out for just such an occasion.” I stand as thegnome frowns. “Your Highness, would you like for me to find a female for you?To take care of your needs?”

I bite back a growl. I’m still hard as a rock. “No. I can’tnow. I’ve seen her, touched her. She’s mine, and that makes me hers. I’ll befine.”

I push through the curtains and gratefully sink onto thedown mattress on the floor. The curtains close and I’m alone. I hear Reeve exitthe main section of the tent. I tug my boots off, thinking of what my mothertold me about the bonding. Meg is mine, and the thought of another woman is nowrepugnant to me. I lay back and loosen my trousers. I might not want anotherwoman, but Goddess how I want her.

I close my hand around my swollen cock. Slowly pumping upand down, I think of her luscious tits and that pretty mouth of hers. She canspew some shrewish waste out of that mouth, but she can also kiss like agoddess. Whenever she says something I don’t like, I’ll simply have to kiss heruntil she forgets she was ever angry with me.

My cock lengthens further as I brush my thumb across theswollen head. The small slit in the head of my dick is weeping. I use the creamto facilitate every stroke. I move from the base to the head and back, takingmy time. I’m not in a hurry. While my hand works my cock, Meg plays through myhead. I want to get those breasts in my hands again. I’ll palm them and gentlypinch her nipples until they’re ready for my mouth. I’ll suck those ripeberries until she begs me to move lower. I will, but in my own sweet time. I’mgoing to learn her body. Once I have her gorgeous body between me and Cian,she’ll know the true meaning of pleasure.

But I will always make sure I am in control. It’s a vow thatruns through my head all the time. Control is everything for a man like me. Myfather taught me. Meg is small, and I don’t want to hurt her. She won’t be ableto handle my demanding nature, but I can please her all the same. Cian is goingto love her. It’s been almost a year since we shared a woman. I’ve been fuckinga local woman from our village. She’s lovely, but Cian can’t stand her. Herefuses to have anything to do with Liadan. She’s not perfect by any means.Liadan is a bit cold. She’s a demure and perfect Fae lady. That has never doneit for Cian. Cian likes a woman who gives him a bit of hell. There’s no wayhe’ll refuse their own sweet Meg. Cian is going to lose his mind when he seesher.

My balls squeeze, and I pick up the pace, breath laboring inand out of my chest. I squeeze my cock as it starts to swell. She’s going totaste so good. That little snack I’d had will be nothing compared to making afull meal of her. I’ll love eating that sweet pussy. I’m going to get my mouthon her, and I won’t let up until she begs and pleads that she can’t takeanother orgasm. A flush of sensation hits me and I know I’m close. I pound awayat my cock. She’s going to taste me, too, I promise myself, and sooner than shecan imagine.

But I have to remember to treat her with the gentle care abondmate requires.

I come hard, envisioning myself shoved halfway down herthroat. I come in hot spurts, covering my belly. I don’t care. For the firsttime in a long time, I find it easy to fall asleep.

Chapter Three

Meg

I shake slightly as the gnome—and now I’m pretty damnsure it really is a gnome—removes the collar from around my neck.

I know the first thing I should do is punch her in the faceand run as fast as I can, but…I find myself frozen in place.

I might be dead. I might be dead, and this is some weirdwaystation on my way to heaven or hell.

Or as Shakespeare said, there might be more to heaven andearth.

“Is that…?” I find it difficult to form words. The questionI’m going to ask is ridiculous. It’s stupid. It might be real. “Are those menvampires?”

If they’re vampires, Meg, then they’re not men, dummy.

My subconscious is picking up that this is real, and I’vewasted a shit ton of time.

She’s annoyed. I’m super sorry I don’t know the propergrammar I should use when describing mythical creatures.

The last few hours of my life have caused me to realize thisisn’t a dream and I might be in trouble.

Beck said he wanted a wife. I’m not sure what the vampireswant, but it might be a nice dinner, and I’m definitely on the menu.

Beck really does seem like my best bet.