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The cook’s full face brightened. “Is she?”
“We all are.”
His smile was wide and genuine, and he straightened his shoulders for the first time I could recall. “Very well, Alpha. Pumpkin risotto for everyone tomorrow!”
“I’ll inform the Queen. She’ll be very pleased.”
There was a spring in his step when he turned to leave, and content that I had the staff relatively under control, I hurried back up the servant stairs toward the second floor and our bedroom once more.
My mate had moved from the bed now, her back to me, the shimmer of her ebony mane spilling over the back of the vanity chair as she peered at her reflection in the mirror speculatively.
“You’re back!” she called happily, pivoting around.
Without a word, I strode toward her, eager to have Zephy in my arms and finish what we’d started early that morning before I’d been forced to face the day.
Without preamble, I pulled her to her feet, her small form in my arms, and Zephy gasped with delight when my lips found hers, dark eyes lightening. Our lips meshed, a fusion of tongues, teeth, and mouths, exploring as if it were the first time, every time.
“Oh…” she purred, tilting her head back to look at me. “Did you miss me?”
I growled lightly, dancing her back toward the bed, our legs overtaking the stool on which she had just sat in the process, but I held fast to her body, ensuring that Zephy didn’t fall as we moved. Our forms bonded together, already melding into an erotic, hypnotic choreography.
The pajamas she had donned since that morning slipped off easily in my hands, revealing her still-stunning form against my roaming palms, her own hands seeking to free my flesh of my shirt and pants.
In seconds, we made it back to the round mattress, my back against the unmade sheets, Zephy straddling me, her perky, ripe breasts on my face. My nose nuzzled lower to inhale the sweetness of her core. The gentle swell of her belly made me harder as my hands moved to cup her, one palm against her rear, the other taking in a breast to place in my mouth.
Zephy released a sigh of pleasure, and I felt a rush of heat surge over my hips as I licked at her. My gaze darted upward to meet her smoldering, narcotic eyes, her simple gaze lulling me into submission, my lips never leaving her nipple. I didn’t need to say a word.
She was my mate and could read precisely what was on my mind. Whatever I felt, she certainly felt in spades—I could feel it in the pulse of her veins through the prickled skin of her flesh.
Already heat spiked among us, beads of sweat forming under my arms, forcing my hold tight around her waist to draw her wet center nearer to me. My fingertips teased the crack of her cheeks, along the cleft, and she spread herself open, allowing me to play and enter, explore the wetness as she positioned herself more squarely overtop my engorged length.
Raising her hips above me, she toyed with me a moment, popping the head of my cock inside and out as I finally removed her taut nipple from my lips to release a groan.
“Why must you tease your king?” I grumbled.
“I would never tease my king!” she rasped. “There are stiff punishments for such treachery.”
I thrust myself upward, filling her as she lowered her hips in unison, our moans of pleasure ricocheting off the chamber walls. I pulled myself up, arms encircling her waist, and Zephy gasped again, legs locking behind me as I plunged entirely into her.
Her own hands splayed over the bare skin of my shoulders as we rocked, my feet against the floor, leveraging my thrusts, each one growing harder and deeper. Zephy buried her face in my neck, her hot breaths only driving me harder.
“Oh, gods!” she mewled, her climax mounting with mine.
“Yes, My Queen,” I growled. “Good…”
She squeezed at me from inside, kisses raining all over my neck and shoulder until hot streams covered me.
“Oh, Cade…”
Her nails dug deeply, and the time had come for both of us to let go. “Yes, my love,” I breathed. “I’m right here.”
I let myself lose control then, the pain of her nails driving me to the edge, and I spilled into her as she had spilled all over me. I barely let the orgasm complete itself before falling onto my back, bringing my mate with me.
Zephy giggled, toppling onto me but slipping to the side in the process, her leg draping over my hip as she tumbled, and I caught her, holding her against my panting form as we caught our respective breaths.
“Are you staying in for the night now?” she asked hopefully. I propped my head up and stared at her beautiful, bored face.
“No,” I decided.
