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Though, the latter one was mostly me. Ayla had always been skilled at adapting to whatever life threw at her, something I respected tremendously.
“Should we throw a party or something to tell our friends?” she asked me, lying bare in my arms. With my magic, I could feel the slickness between her thighs that was the evidence of both of our pleasure, and it kept me hard and ready for more.
“No party.” I stroked her hair, slowly. “Perhaps another mating ceremony.”
“You’d want to have sex right after, like most couples do,” she pointed out. “We don’t want a crowd for that. A party would be better.”
“I don’t like parties.” I nibbled on her earlobe.
“It might be too much, too soon,” she admitted. “We don’t want you to go insane again.”
“That’s not going to happen.” I squeezed her ass. “And if it does, you know exactly how to snap me out of it.”
Ayla snorted. “True. A little sex will fix literally everything.”
I smacked her ass lightly, and she laughed.
“We’ll just tell them the next time we see them,” I said. “The same way Quake and Margo did.”
“I still think we need a party. If we were on Earth, we could make it a movie night thing to keep it chill. I’m not sure what we could do here. A dance party? I don’t think anyone would really dance except me and the other ex-humans.”
“You’d be surprised what a woman can convince her mate to do.” I teased her earlobe with my tongue and teeth again, simply because I enjoyed it.
“I guess that’s true. I never would’ve expected you to get freaky with me in the public baths.”
I chuckled. “We should go back sometime.”
“Will you let me get naked?” she checked.
“No.” I bit her ear harder, and she laughed.
“Then there’s no point. We can have way more fun here.”
That was valid, I supposed.
“We’ll just have everyone over for dessert and chatting,” she decided. “In our aquarium room.”
“I thought it was the dungeon.” I released her earlobe, adjusting her position so I could take her nipple between my lips. She sucked in a deep breath when I tongued her.
“It would—it would need chains,” she stuttered. “To be a—to be a dungeon.”
“I don’t need chains.” I said against her breast.
Releasing her breast, I lifted one of her hands from my hair, raising it above her head and pinning it to the mattress with a thick strand of water.
“I’ve noticed,” she breathed, as I lifted her second hand to the first and then rolled her onto her back.
My eyes devoured her perfect body, exposed to me. “I love you, Cier.”
“Until the water dries?” Her lips curved upward a bit, and I shook my head.
“Even then, I’d still be yours.”
I smoothed a hand over her abdomen as I lowered my face between her thighs, and she moaned, “You’re perfect.”
“I’m not. But Iamyours, as I always will be.”
Her cries replaced her words as I made love to her.
