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Malix doesn’t let me go and I’m not inclined to move out of his embrace. “What now?” I ask, hardly believing this is over. That the immediate threat is gone. I’m not naive to think they won’t be a problem again because Nephilim will always pose a threat for as long as they live, but we can celebrate our win for now.

“Now, wife? Now, we mourn and bury our dead, thank our people, and we head home.” Malix wraps a loose strand of my hair around his finger and tucks it behind my ear.

“Home. That sounds nice.” I smile and pull out of his embrace. The best part is knowing I can run into his arms whenever I need it. “You ready, My King?”

Ready to face our people. Ready for the future. Ready for anything that comes our way.

Malix threads our fingers together and nods. “Lead the way, My Queen.”

Hand in hand, we walk to our people. To celebrate. To mourn. To love.

Chapter 38

Malix

Two weeks later

Rose’s cheeks hollow as she takes me deeper into her mouth. She may be the one on her knees, but there is no question who holds the power here. My vixen of a wife looks up at me with sultry eyes, as she expertly sucks down my cock. She’s too fucking good at this and she knows it.

“Fuck.” It’s the only word I’m capable of. I’ve been stripped down to my most primal needs and nothing else matters besides our combined pleasure. I’m dangerously close. If she keeps sucking me so vigorously, I’m going to explode in that sinful mouth of hers.

We can’t have that. My queen needs her pleasure first.

I pull back abruptly and Rose gasps. “What the fuck?” she whines, grabbing for me. My mind short-circuits when her teasing tongue licks my cock from tip to balls.

“Fuck.” Again, she renders me incapable of eloquent speech.

I groan and dig deep within myself for the willpower to pull back. When I do, I pick Rose up and toss her onto our bed. She bounces once before scrambling to right herself. The seductress spreads her legs, her wet pussy glistening for me. I’ll never tire of the sight.

“Malix.” This time her tone is a demand. She reaches down between her legs to rub small circles on her clit. Rose throws her head back, small moans leave her lips. Her body is flushed with arousal, nipples peaked and demanding my attention.

So, I give it to them.

I’m on her in seconds, my body presses her down into the mattress. “What do you need, little dragon?”

Rose doesn’t answer. Instead, she reaches between us and grabs my cock. She runs it through her sweet cream, coating me in her arousal. She then leads me inside of her and we groan together.

“You’re so fucking big,” she whimpers, tightening around me. I want her to choke my cock, squeeze until I come undone.

We move in tandem, meeting each other thrust for thrust and bite for bite. I pepper her neck with kisses, sucking on the spots I know will drive her crazy and will leave my mark on her. The sounds she makes, loud and soft, drive me wild.

“Malix, I’m close. So damn close.” Rose wraps her legs around my torso, pulling me deeper into her. I reach between us, taking over rubbing her sensitive clit.

Seconds later she screams out for me, and I love it. I follow her over the edge, and we ride out our orgasms until we are nothing more than a sweaty mess on the bed. No matter how many times I take my wife, it will never be enough. I have a sneaking suspicion she feels the same.

When we catch our breath, I carry Rose into the bath I had prepared for us. I’ve quickly come to realize my favorite time with Rose is after we fuck. She gets cuddly and nuzzles into my side. I never took myself as a man who enjoyed holding his partner after intimacy, but Rose brings out parts of me I didn’t know existed.

And to think this marvelous woman is my queen, it truly astounds me.

I gently place Rose in the warm water and follow her in, wrapping my arms around her. It’s been two weeks since we’ve restored our wards and banished the Nephilim from our kingdom, but I haven’t fully embraced our safety yet.

So much has changed in a few short weeks. I’m no longer the sole head of my council; Rose is by my side each meeting and has invited Mina and Caliban to replace the openings Aeron and Otis left behind with their deaths. The other council members are slow to accept the newcomers, but they’ve been warming up to the idea. All of them seem to trust my mate.

Since the battle, no dragons have fallen into a death-like sleep. Our borders are not only strong but thriving, and I no longer have to go out daily to restore them. All because of Rose.

She still refuses to see the monumental part she played in saving our kingdom, but I remind her any chance I get. But I’m not the only one. My people have accepted her as queen and embraced her fully. According to Vivia, she is more popular than me. Each evening when I retrieve Rose from her garden, I also have to chase away a few hatchlings that have started to follow her everywhere.

Secretly, I think she likes the attention.

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