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“Don’t be mad!” Despite his groan, she rushed to continue. “I drank it days ago, before we reached our agreement, and Lore...she drank it today. I don’t feel any different, and she didn’t seem to either, but that’s because it requires baking.”
He stiffened. Drew in a calming breath. Held it. As he released it, tension seeped from him. He kneaded her giving flesh. “I appreciate you telling me, and I think I have a solution. Devote ourselves to strengtheningourbond sonothingcan override it.”
He kissed her softly, and dang it, she melted against him. “That is the cheesiest, most romantic thing anyone has ever said to me,” she told him.
“I think I heard it on a soap.”
She laughed, her blood heating. This male. Oh, this male. Imperfectly perfect for her. She craved a future with him. “I refuse to let you become Lore and sacrifice your life to pay my debt to Taliyah,” she said, toying with his hair.
“I will be Azar at the ceremony. I’ll kill Lore on his behalf, freeing you from any unnatural bond while certifying the Astra’s win. Of course, I’ll have to hobble Azar beforehand, so he doesn’t interfere, but you did mention something about wiggle room.”
Oooh. “Rathbone, you beautiful, brilliant beast, you, that just might work!” Bright rays of hope beamed light into shadowy corners of her mind. They could actually pull off the big V. “You’ll have to chain me up in case the elixir kicks in. And provide me with the world’s most romantic gesture to make up for it.”
“Deal.” He lifted her off her feet, grinding his erection against her core as she wound her legs around him. “And now that the king and his chosen queen have reached an accord, we will celebrate.”
“I’m intrigued. How do we celebrate in the Realm of Agonies?”
“With orgasms.”
She chuckled. “I approve. But you can’t just bestow such an important title upon me. There’s got to be a ceremony or something.”
“I beg to differ. I’m sovereign, my word law, and I say Neeka the Wanted is my queen. Therefore, you are my queen.”
Tears of joy welled, blurring her vision. “Well. In that case, I guess I’m your queen.”
They shared a soft smile.
“I once told you that I’d give you a grand love story,” she bragged, “and that’s exactly what I’ve done.”
“It is indeed.”
Rathbone dipped his head and pressed his mouth to hers, thrilling as Neeka opened for him and thrust her tongue against his. He fed her passion and adoration, giving her his promises, hopes, and tomorrows in return.
She tore at his clothes. “Guess what? We have more to celebrate than originally agreed upon,” she rasped against his lips. “I’m Neeka the Wanted, and I’m all in. I’m yours, and you are mine. I admit it. We’re a couple. The harpy-oracle and the red king. You’re my consort. We’re a family. Together forever. No takebacks.” Had she covered all the bases?
He went still. “You want me as your one and only?” The consort she wouldn’t share for any reason.
“I do.”
Here it was. Everything he’d ever desired, his for the taking. And take it he would. He would brand her. Hear her cries of ecstasy. Show her how much she meant to him. Prove how important she was. How necessary.
“Yes. You are mine, and I am yours. Nothing will separate us.” With a hoarse growl, he flashed her to the bed, sliced through her clothes, and pinned her to the mattress with his body.
The kiss deepened, every thrust of their tongues a meeting of souls. He draped an arm over her head and angled her chin with the other, caging her in. Absolutely nothing in the vast eons of his life had ever felt this right.Born for her.
They strained together. Breathed for the other. He poured himself into each caress. Touched and tasted every inch of her. Pushed his control to its limit. Their moans blended, creating an exquisite symphony he yearned to hear for the rest of eternity.
“What are you doing to me?” she cried.
He lifted his head. “Whatever I want.”
The air electrified when he spotted the fever flush deepening the hue of her skin. “So you’re addicting me to your body, so I’ll always crave more.”
He kissed her, licking into her mouth. There was no greater prize than this female. “Exactly.”
She moaned. “Get inside me. Please!”
“Mmm, but I like this word on your lips.” He positioned himself at her opening and hooked an arm beneath her knee. With his gaze locked on hers, he thrust.
