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“If I have to lay on the dinner table to do it, I’m getting that cock tonight. You promised.” As though considering it, he looked to the table.

After a moment, he shook his head. “It will not be built as sturdily as the bed. The Zathki are not warriors. They will not expect anyone to be rough with such an object.”

I buried my face in his shoulder again and laughed before answering, “Then you better figure out how to fuck me in the bed.”

His smile didn’t dim for an instant, eyes twinkling as he carried me over and set me down. “I will have to find a way to please my... mage.” There was still some hesitation in him, uncertainty and worry when he called me the thing he so feared. I would just have to spend the rest of our lives convincing him that I was fine.

The moment he set me down on the bed, I was yanking at my clothes, determined to see them gone ten minutes ago, and throwing them away from me as though I found them offensive.

Jax was much slower about it. Amused at my excitable fumbling, he watched me as he dropped his clothes on the floor, sedately, one piece at a time. The coat, the shoes, and then... damn, how was the process of unlacing his pants as good as any striptease I’d ever seen?

And there it was, that enormous cock, ridged and bluer than the rest of him and just... Yeah, I needed that. Like, yesterday.

I scooted back on the bed, spreading my legs as much as the small space allowed, and he took it as the invitation it was, slotting himself between them, then leaning over and kissing me, slow and thorough, as if he wasn’t in any rush at all.

The jerk.

I reached up and wrapped my hand around the back of his neck, pulling him in tighter, and when we broke the kiss, I panted for a second before making the demand. “Now. Need you now.”

Jax, apparently, was not to be rushed.

He pulled my knees up, exposing my ass to the chilly air of the room—Zathki tunnels were heated, but they still weren’t what I’d have called comfortable.

He didn’t leave me exposed for long, though, just slid a hand down his tapered cock to get it slick, then reached for me.

My ass slid open easily under his ministrations, first to one big, callused finger, and quickly another.

Hell, it had been so long, I’d forgotten how much I loved that.

“Are you truly ready for me, Wesley?” He whispered into my ear as he fucked me on his fingers. Every thrust had red-hot warmth flashing behind my fluttering eyelids.

I could barely hear him over the blood rushing in my ears, but I nodded. “Ready. So ready.”

He pulled his fingers out, leaving me exposed once again to the cold air, but a second later, there he was again, that cock pressing into me.

It fit so much more easily than I’d expected. I felt every ridge as they pushed inside, each one a stretch, making my eyes roll back, but he was slick enough, the taper gradual enough, that it just... fit. Perfectly.

Like he was made for me.

When he was fully sheathed inside me, I groaned, my head falling back against the pillow. My whole body wanted to go lax and just lie there as he fucked into me, each ridge dragging against me so deliciously, but I managed to wrap my legs around him as he pulled out, only to shove back in in one long, smooth stroke.

The speed was breathtaking, all those ridges once again rubbing against me, so fast, each tickling my prostate like a master tease. It was enough to make my eyes slide shut, and for a while, all I could do was moan and arch into him with every thrust.

“You were right, Wesley,” he whispered in my ear as he thrust harder, pushing me up higher and higher. At any moment I was going to take off the ground and just... fly. “You were ready for me. And you can do anything. You truly are incredible.”

He leaned down and bit my neck with his blunt human-ish teeth, and that was it for me. I went hurtling off into the sky, coming on my own belly between our bodies as he continued to thrust into me for so long that my body sensitized and started to protest, before he, too, stiffened and moaned out his orgasm.

The same sunshiny warmth as when I used one of his marks filled me, and I couldn’t hold back a grin. “No wonder you’re always smiling. You’re full of sunlight.”

CHAPTER36

JAX

Iwas lost. I was lost, and I could not bring myself to care.

All that had mattered in the world had burned down to a single thread—that connection between Wesley and me. Miraculously, Kaelum did not question it. Because he had felt it. He understood what it was to find the one who fit the shape of your hopes and your love. He had found the same.

In a human. It turned out, humans weren’t Thorzan’s weakness, but our future strength. That was what he believed, and he was eager to bring even more humans to our world and share its wonders.

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