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“This isn’t real,” he whispered.
She huffed, her breath making the loose hairs around his face flutter. He sucked in a breath then.
“Kymri?”
She blinked, nudging a paw forward, drawing his attention to her claws. They were still hot pink.
His eyes went wide, “Fuck me,” he whispered in awe.
In all their time alone on the beach, she’d never heard him swear so much as he had in the last quarter hour.
His hand was reaching out to her brightly colored claw. The subtle touch of his fingers drifting along the hard surface until he stepped closer, maintaining the contact. The rough skin of her paw, up along her arm until he connected with the scales that covered the rest of her.
She couldn’t help purring at the feel of his touch moving over her body. His hand snapped away; eyes wide until he realized it wasn’t a growl. Then he smiled, and her heart tilted. She loved his smile.
“Kymri, I don’t know if I can believe this.” He moved away so that he stood before her, looking up into her face. “Incredible. This is what the queen meant—if you’d told me yet.”
Kymri let the magic go with a breath of relief. She hadn’t expected to ever have to work at holding her form. “Part of it,” she said, hands over her abdomen, his hands reaching out to steady her when she stumbled a couple of steps.
“Part?”
She nodded, “It’s been getting harder to hold the magic to shift now…” she drew a deep, steadying breath, “now that I’m carrying your child.” She looked up into his face.
She couldn’t read it.
“You’re pregnant?”
She nodded.
He drew in a shaky breath. “It’s mine?”
She scowled, a little stung by the need for confirmation, but nodded, realizing he’d just found out that his father was not his biological father.
“I’m sorry, that was a dick thing to ask,” he said as his hands came up to cup her face, his calloused thumb easing over the ridge of her scowl.
She caught his hand and drew it down to kiss the base of his thumb, “No matter. We need to return. The queen is waiting for us.”
“She can wait a few more minutes. I haven’t seen you since we last parted on the beach.”
Now that she was in his proximity again, she could feel the heat of him through his clothes. She’d forgotten that she stood naked, apparently, he was well aware. He pulled her against him, his arousal hard against her belly. Turning her face up to his, the intensity of his gaze drank in her features before his lips descended over hers. He kissed her with such tender hunger, she could feel him wrapping around her heart, the final pieces of him sliding into place and she knew. She knew the threading of their bond was nearly complete.
Scooping up her clothes, he led her back to the stone bench, pulling her down to straddle him. Reaching between them, she unzipped his shorts and pulled him free, fingers sliding over the ridged length. Jori’s hands grasped her face, tongue testing her lips. Sweeping her tongue against his, she lowered herself onto him with a sigh.
“God I’ve missed you,” he whispered.
He throbbed inside her. Relaxing her muscles a fraction, she slid lower, eliciting gasps from both of them.
“I’ve missed you too.”
Holding his face between her palms, her lips touched his again. His hands gripped her hips, encouraging her to move against him. As soon as she started to move, his hands roamed over her ribs, her back and her breasts, then locked her to him.
She rode him hard.
They came together, their breathing filled the stillness of the courtyard.
With extreme deliberation, Jori eased his hold on Kymri to help her dress before returning to the queen to face the rest of the story.
He knew he’d missed her during their time apart. Now that he had her back in his arms again, he knew with certainty they wouldn’t be forcefully parted again. When his lips touched her again, he knew. Something slid into place within him.
