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I kissed her for that tale. I kissed her for this moment.
I kissed her for the thousand turns I planned to spend in her arms. I kissed her for all the moments that would come long after those turns were spent.
EPILOGUE
THE SERPENT
Lips parted,my mouth hovered over Livia’s, and her pants and sighs became my own. On either side of her head, my palms flattened, bracing my weight so I could lift my chest, giving us space to see where our bodies were joined.
Livia’s knees fell open even more, spreading for the slow, deep thrusts of my hips.
What began as gentle kisses traded in the dawn’s light, slowly shifted into stolen touches, sweat, and groans. Tender and without the fear of something soon snatching her away from me, I lavished her body. My tongue swirled over her breast, slowly licking and nipping at the puckered tip.
A breathy squeak was her reply when I scraped my tooth along the side. Her fingers dug into my hair, tangling the waves, holding my face to her skin. My hips snapped, deeper than before.
Livia jolted, a soft plea of my name on her tongue.
“So close,” she mumbled, her head falling to one side, a look of bliss and flushed pleasure on her cheeks. “Erik, don’t stop.”
There wasn’t a damn thing that could get me to stop. I bracketed onto one elbow, sliding my hand between us to tease the swollenbud at the apex of her core. Livia whimpered and bucked to meet my thrusts.
Familiar heat rolled in my gut, lower and lower, until my head was lost in a delirious, intoxicating haze.
Our door slammed against the wall in a frenzy of rattled wood “Bloodsinger, merfolk! They’re swimming and Heartwalker said there’s a damn whale, andahhh!”
“Rorik!” Livia scrambled for the quilts.
Her knees shot up, catching between my legs.
“Shit.” My teeth dug into my lip, fierce enough I risked blood, and lost my balance so close to the edge of the bed.
Before I could stop it, in a flurry of linens, legs, and curses, I tumbled onto the floor. Naked, half covered by the top fur. A shamed king with a painfully hard cock and his queen shrieking at a snickering boy.
“Erik, gods, sorry. Rorik, get out of here.” Livia wrapped the quilts around her breasts, seething at her younger brother, tossing pillows across the room. “How did you get in here?”
“The steward.”
I would relieve Alistair of his centuries’ long service as soon as I could feel my damn cock again.
“Rorik, would you leave them alone until . . . oh bleeding hells.” Elise Ferus, mother to the woman I’d been consuming, naked and breathless moments before, had now entered the room.
Where was the earth bender? Stieg? Perhaps Aleksi and his fathers would care to join in our mortification.
Rorik snorted. “Bloodsinger fell off the bed and flashed his ass—”
“Rorik!” Elise blustered. “Hush. Now!”
Flat on my back, I groaned and covered my face with my hands.
“Maj!” Livia shrieked. “Close the door! Gods, I beg of you.”
Elise, still scolding her son, paused to say, “There is a latch that locks, my girl. Fora reason.”
“These are the royal chambers!” Livia insisted. “They are private.”
Elise huffed. “Erik. Good morning.”
“Queen,” I mumbled behind my hands.
