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“I guess I am.”
“I’ll keep working with Cat on her powers. You two have fun.” I hate Finn’s tone, and my response is that of a mature, graceful queen. I stick out my tongue at him.
Essos chuckles at this as I reach his side. Gently, he places the crown on my head. I move my hair so it folds and tucks itself around the crown into braids, tendrils framing my face. I leave my current mint green dress in place instead of matching Essos. Today, I’m not Queen of the Dead. Today, I’m the Goddess of Spring, a reminder to the people why they loved us.
I step into Essos’s space, and he welcomes me with wide arms. Nestled into his side, the feeling of weightlessness descends on me, forcing my eyes shut. Even when we’re at odds, the scent of him soothes me.
It takes everything I have to keep my breakfast inside me when we finally stop.
“We’re here,” Essos whispers in my ear once our feet are on solid ground.
Hereturns out to be on the balcony of our apartment, which is accessible only to us. We learned the hard way that letting people other than the two of us drop into the apartment proper could spell disaster. Since Xavier has been staying here, I imagine Essos has given him the access he needs to get in.
“Daphne, I’m trying,” Essos says, reaching for my hand. I give it a firm squeeze. I’m capable of understanding where he’s coming from while still being pissed about how he’s treating me. But taking me here now shows that he really is trying, and it’s not just words.
“I know. I’m trying too. I just don’t want to be made to feel inferior. I don’t want to feel helpless. I was helpless for the last few months. I’m going to be helpless once our child is born and I can’t protect them the way I can now. I need to feel strongnow.”
“You are strong.” His words make my heart yearn to be joined with his. Now he just needs to show me he means what he says. Essos cups my face. “How can I do that?”
“Trust me. Trust that I want this—” I rub my hand over my stomach “—just as badly. I’m not going to fuck it up.”
I tilt my head back and stretch up to plant a tender kiss on Essos’s lips, which he responds to with fervent desire, pressing against me until my hands are fisted in his lapels, drawing him closer. His tongue, the feel of his hard body against mine, and the growing hardness between his legs remind me of one of the last times we were here together.
We break apart, gasping for air, and I don’t let him go. Essos keeps holding me, but his blue eyes are sparkling with mischief, no doubt remembering the same moments I am. Heat rises to my cheeks, and I turn and step inside our apartment.
This whole pregnant libido thing is out of control, but what I find inside helps to douse my desire.
Xavier is sitting on the couch with a towel covering his bare chest and a box of tissues beside him. In one glance, I see more of my brother-in-law than I have ever cared to see, but I can understand why the women of Solarem are always throwing themselves at him, and it’s not only because he’s king. His hand is jerking along the length of him, and he’s already started to come when we walk in.
“What the fuck?” he screams and fumbles with the tissue box as if unsure of what to do because he has cum squirting onto his chest, but his need to finish keeps his hand pumping. I choke back my laugh as he unhands his balls and pulls down the towel.
“What thefuck?” Essos echoes, his hands covering my eyes and turning my face into his chest, only I was already turning in the opposite direction, so I get another eyeful of Xavier. Thankfully Essos also turns his body so his back is to Xavier. I, however, lose the ability to stand because my silent laughter has finally erupted.
“Why are you here?” Xavier sounds frantic, and in all the years I have known him, I have never heard him sound like that.
“Better question: why are you jerking off on mycouch?” Essos demands.
“Because it’s more comfortable,” Xavier whines.
“I’ll be in our bedroom,” I manage to choke out between laughs.
“Stop laughing!” Xavier orders, but it’s too hard to take him seriously while he has a towel over his crotch.
Once we’re safely ensconced in our room, Essos pinches the bridge of his nose and closes his eyes for a second before they fly back open.
“It’s burned into my retinas. I can never close my eyes again,” Essos cries, cringing. It sends me into another fit of giggles. “I’m so glad that you’re amused,” he deadpans.
“I’m going to try to pretend that I’m sorry, but that was…” I double over again in a fit of laughter. I’m laughing so hard, tears are leaking out of my eyes.
“You think it’s funny that my brother was jerking off onourcouch?” Essos catches me around the waist and tickles me as he lifts me off the ground and lays me onto our bed.
He follows me, his mouth going to the most ticklish spot on my neck. I squeal with laughter as he kisses the hollow of my neck. His crown falls off his head as his hands stop tickling and start roaming along my side and up to my breasts.
“Essos,” I giggle, pushing on him lightly.
He rolls off immediately but stays within striking distance. “The only thing that will get the image of my brother’s cock out of my mind is to see you naked and under me.” He nips at my neck, and I turn my head so he has better access to me.
“Not now. Not while he’s still cleaning up his mess in there.”
