She whimpered, her over-sensitized body rippling with aftershocks of her ecstasy. Her mind was already protesting again, but I shushed her with a gentle kiss, my movements below measured and deliberate.
“Are you ready to make a baby, little queen?” I murmured against her mouth.
Warmth blossomed all around us from the others, their hands reaching out to stroke her in their own ways. Sol fondled her hair. Exos touched the side of her breast, stroking downward. Titus kissed her hip, his palm drifting from my backside to her thigh. And Vox drew his finger along her arm.
They were all here, all ready, all focused on the heart of our mate-circle.
Claire’s thick blonde lashes fluttered open, her gaze gleaming with approval. “Yes. I’m ready.”
I kissed her tenderly, my heart skipping a beat at the perfection of this moment. In a previous life, I never would have imagined this possible. Now, I couldn’t picture it any other way.
Claire was the love of my life, the only one I would ever want. But I cherished her other mates as well, loving them all in their own ways. It was as if our elements all thrived as a hive unit, because of Claire as our core and conduit.
She was our version of the elemental source.
Our goddess.
Our queen.
And it was finally time to create new life inside her.
I slid out all the way to the tip, before plunging deep and awakening her pleasure once more. She groaned, her back bowing as she encouraged me to do it again.
I did.
But this time, I reached into our shared element as well.
Her eyes widened, feeling the power rippling over us as I called forth my water magic to bind us together as one. To create.
She shivered, her connection to the element opening wide in response as she matched my swirling wave with one of her own, bathing in our shared power, marrying it together as one.
The others could feel it, their skin misting as a result.
But the true source of the element coated me and Claire, swathing us in a sea of familiar bliss.
I kissed her, reveling in the sensation of our element playing through our beings, engaging our souls, and warming with the gift of life.
All it takes is a thought, I whispered to her. Accept my offering, Claire.
She didn’t ask what I meant, because she felt the warmth of my power brushing her soul. She opened beneath it, gasping as the element pierced her very heart, sending vibrant electricity through her veins and mine.
It centered in my groin, alighting me from within and stirring a cyclone of sensation in my lower abdomen. I growled from the onslaught, the pleasure unlike anything I’d ever experienced, even during our first mating.
Fae are meant to create, I thought at her. Fuck, Claire. I can’t hold back much longer.
It was too intense.
Too overpowering.
Too right.
She squeezed me with her thighs, welcoming me into her body with little movements of her own, the sensation curling inside her as well. I could feel it through our bond, her acceptance and excitement. Her preparedness. Her need.
Her limbs began to shake, sexy noises falling from her lips, as she picked up the pace of our joining, forcing me to shoot off into an oblivion of stars. Water exploded around us, my control over the element snapping as I released my seed inside her on a roar of emotion and astute gratification.
Claire followed me with her own scream, her nails digging into my back as she held on through each rapturous wave of insanity.
I couldn’t breathe.