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I leaned back again on the blankets, smiling like a drunken idiot at all of them. The room had finally stopped spinning, though, and I was feeling more mellow than hungry for anything. Perhaps sleep would come for me, after all. A little rest couldn’t hurt.
“You guys weren’t joking about gutting this room, though. The flowers are gorgeous, Rush, but we might need a proper bed,” I said after a few minutes of staring contentedly at the gentle slopes of moss, mounds of flowers, and hanging vines all around us.
“I wouldn’t say no to a tasteful St Andrews cross,” Cade said, wagging his eyebrows. “Or one of those benches with all the straps.”
Rush’s eyes sparked with interest, and I added that to my growing mental list of things to try.
“Well, I’ve been told vampires lived a lot longer when the Ancient Magic flowed through their veins. So there should beplenty of time for us to experiment,” Kas said, leaning down to kiss me.
I raised my finger to trace his scar, watching my reflection in the black of his eyes. “I’m such a lucky woman,” I murmured.
“How’d you get that scar, anyway?” Cade asked. “Vampire skin doesn’t exactly mark easily.”
Kas looked a little sheepish, and I realized he’d been asked that plenty of times, but never actually answered. “It was a fight over a woman,” he said, looking at me with a hint of embarrassment. “Nothing important now. But I was jealous of her being with another man, and she had an enchanted knife.”
Cade laughed and cursed to himself, but I only reached up to run my fingers over my King’s face again. “No more jealousy?” I asked quietly, flicking my eyes around the blanket nest. He’d had the hardest time of all of them accepting that I wanted multiple mates. Did it still bother him?
“Never, princess. You chose each of us, and that’s good enough for me. I’ll even build a few extra thrones if they want them.”
“No need for that, and no jealousy here, either. If you’re going to build anything, build us a bed,” Nic said, smiling at Kas and breaking down any tension I’d accidentally raised.
“I guess I could take the time out from my kingly duties for that,” Kas answered.
“Kings do have to make sacrifices,” Rush joked, leaning down to kiss my forehead and whispering that he, too, was content sharing me with the others.
“Yeah. I speak for myself, but I’m good with both sharing and having a supporting role,” Luca said, and Cade nodded his agreement.
“I’ll help anywhere I’m needed, but responsibility was never my middle name,” he said, smirking down at me.
“Mine either,” I admitted. “But I’m happy here. I’d never have picked this life when I was a girl, but... I’m happy,” I repeated.
Actually, I couldn’t think of much else I’d rather do with my life now. I had five wonderful men and a Queendom to rebuild.
Sure, we would have challenges along the way, but they were the kinds of sacrifices I wanted to be part of, and this wonderful mix of men and magic was the only way I wanted to live, forever and ever.
This... this kind of love and mix of power was the new Saori Sang.
Returning the Ancient Magic wasn’t about giving the vampires a way to live longer, cheat death, or gain stronger magic.
It was a call to love life so much that no matter how it twisted and turned, the blood would flow quick and true in our veins, renewing our magic and desire for pleasure with each rising of the triple moons of Haret. And that was worth fighting for.
