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“Me neither.” Faith pulled Thor close and burrowed into his chest. “I think I need a margarita.”

“Amen to that,” Faith said.

Nix looked at me, a question in his eyes.

“Alcohol, Nix. It’s alcohol.”

Captain Turaya chuckled and slapped Pawl on the shoulder. “Come on, boy. No one is dying today. And we’ve got plenty of fine Aleran wine downstairs in the kitchens.”

Pawl left with the captain, and I didn’t much care where they took him. Trinity probably felt differently, for she watched the two men leave with a thoughtful expression on her face. “What do we do with my brother?”

“Our brother,” Faith said. “If he’s yours, he’s ours too. That’s how this family works.”

“The captain will sort him out.”

High Cleric Amandine stood for the first time since she’d entered the room. “I must return to the cleric’s fortress and report this. We will send out a formal announcement and make sure the entire planet knows the queen has returned. The people will expect a ceremony of some kind. At the very least, she must introduce Lord Cray as her mate, and also Destiny as her daughter.”

Me? I forgot. No one knew I existed. Not yet, anyway. But I was in no hurry, and apparently, neither were my sisters.

“Wine first.” Trinity stood and pulled Leo behind her out of the room. “Dinner in bed. Breakfast in bed. Let’s spend a week in bed. I need some sleep.”

Leo was on her heels and scooped her up into his arms as they left the room. “Anything you want, mate.”

Thor pulled Faith close and she tucked herself against his side like one of the zebcats I’d heard so much about. “See you later, Des. I want to go home, and I know Mom and Dad won’t come up for air for days.”

“True.” She was right. On their last anniversary, they’d kicked us out of the house and told us to stay somewhere else for a full week.

A warm hand settled on the back of my neck and I recognized my mate’s touch, leaned into his strength. His heat. Just… him.

Faith and Thor disappeared and I turned in his arms. “Let’s get out of here before they get loud enough for me to hear them through the door.” I already could, if I were being honest, but listening to my Mom’s moans of pleasure was too creepy, so I pretended it was rats in the walls and walked as fast as I could out of the room. Just… ewww. “Parents are not supposed to fuck like rabbits.”

Nix left the doors to the queen’s solar open behind us and issued orders to a nearby guard to gather six men and stand guard both at the entrance here, in the hallway, and inside, at the mouth of the secret tunnel.

I hid a grin just imagining what those guards might hear later.

Better them than me.

Nix pulled me along behind him once the guards returned and took up their positions. “So, mate, what, exactly, is a rabbit and how do they fuck?”

I choked on my laughter, his expression so serious there was no ignoring the question. “Rabbits are very small, furry, adorable creatures that are well-known for making a lot of babies on Earth.”

“And you think your parents are like these rabbits?” His raised eyebrows were evi

dence that he was about to argue.

“No. Not really. It’s just a saying. We say it when two people like to have sex constantly and can’t keep their hands off each other.”

He grinned and wrapped his arms around my waist as he backed me into our room. “Then I would very much like to fuck you like a rabbit, mate.”

“God, you’re adorable.”

“I am a rabbit set to fuck you for days without ceasing.” I was half naked before he was done with the sentence. He dropped to his knees and pulled the rest of my clothes from my body. “But first, I am hungry, female.”

His mouth. My pussy.

Oh, hell yeah. We both were starving for each other.

Always would be.


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