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Keion was holding Adan tightly. Adan was too weak to really return the favor, but his eyes glowed with love, when he glanced up at Keion. I saw his cheeks go bright pink too.

I looked around one last time, fearing this wouldn’t be the last time I saw the inside of this horrible cave…and then I allowed Alyx to whisk me to safety through the portal he’d opened when he arrived. Our ordeal was over at long last.

Epilogue

Kailar

I woke up slowly, stretching my arms over my head. It was early morning, and I knew my poor mate probably wouldn’t wake up for a few hours yet. He’d had a lot of explaining to do to King Cleotis the night before when we’d arrived back at Atlantis. In fact, I’d been afraid the king would imprison him again, but thankfully he returned to me, falling into bed beside me and pulling me close.

When I tried to question him, he mumbled something about still being too mad to talk to me and how I was lucky I was his soulmate or he’d beat me. Then he rolled over on me and made love to me like it had been weeks instead of just hours since we’d been together.

I didn’t ask any more questions after that, afraid he’d try to make good on his threat to turn me over his knee. As if I’d allow that.

Still, I wanted Alyx again, and it had been a while. So I rolled over toward him and insinuated my leg between his, feeling his warm hand come down immediately to caress my bare ass. I thought we should probably always sleep naked like this. It would make it more difficult to stay mad at each other once we went to bed. I had a feeling that as passionate as our relationship had been so far, we’d be going to bed angry often.

Alyx patted his ass and then let his hand trail down to squeeze my balls. “Did you need something, Kailar?” he asked with a little smirk.

“Yes. I want you to make love to me. Besides, I’m awake and I want to talk.”

“And because you’re awake, I have to be too?”

“That’s how it works, yes. I don’t make the rules.”

He popped open one eye and glanced down at me. “Are you sure about that? Oh, gods, what time is it?”

“Time for you to stop sleeping and fuck me.”

He groaned, but I ignored it and gave my beloved adversary no quarter. With that goal in mind, I rolled over on top of him, and plopped down hard, making him give out a breathless, “Oof.”

“Oh, very well, I’ll do all the work then,” I said. “Spread your legs, Atlantean. You’re about to be boarded.”

“What? Wait,” he said, trying to get up, but I pushed him back down with a grin and reached for the oil by the bed. “Just lie back and relax, baby, and let me do the work.”

Straddling him, I poured a large amount in my hand and began to spread it between his legs and over my cock. Then I leaned over and took his mouth again, crushing it under mine. Alyx made a sound so sweet it made me groan a little. It was a low moan, his cock hard and leaking under my hand, so I rubbed my thumb over the head. I began to stroke him, but he quickly became too excited at what I was doing and twisted restlessly underneath me. I knew then that he was already close to orgasm just from my nearness and the position I’d put him in. He wasn’t going to last. So, gleefully, enjoying the teasing, I rubbed the head of his cock again and then teased his response out of him.

“Come on, baby, come for me. You know you want to.” I began to stroke him relentlessly hard, enjoying watching him come apart. I bent over and kissed him again, a filthy kiss with lots of tongue and he suddenly released in blazing pulses of heat, harder and longer than I could remember him doing up to now. His hips jerked and thrust, and he made delicious little whimpering sounds. His orgasm seemed to go on and on, like it would never stop, and I was so here for that. He yelled out his excitement in a hoarse voice, and I kissed him again, wanting to capture his pleasure if I could. Hell, I’d like to bottle it and keep it on my dresser to take out and enjoy from time to time.

When he finally subsided under me, I smiled down at him. “Mmm, did you need that, baby?” I taunted him as he tried to catch his breath.

“Payback’s a bitch,” he murmured hoarsely, and I laughed.

“Promises, promises.”

He opened that one eye again and gave me a dirty look, so I took pity on him and lay back down beside him, cuddling him in my arms. “Go back to sleep, baby. I’m not going anywhere.”

Much later, I woke up and found him lying awake beside me. He was frowning and I knew he was worrying about things, like he always did. I leaned over to kiss his cheek and nuzzle my nose against his throat.

“What are you lying there worrying about? You were thinking so loud you woke me up. Was the king so angry about you and Keion destroying his prison?”

“Yes, indeed he was, as a matter of fact. We had to do a lot of fast talking, and we had to promise him we’d pay for all the repairs before he finally relented and let us go. Luckily, there wasn’t as much damage as I’d feared. The city is self-repairing, in case of leaks, and I’d forgotten about that. It’s been so long since there was any kind of breach. Anyway, the walls sealed back up right after we escaped, so not too much harm was done, thank the gods.” He sighed. “They were still pumping out water though, and the king made us help.”

I laughed and kissed his cheek. “I’m sorry, but you’re still in one piece. What are you so worried about?”

“Your sister, for one thing. I didn’t like the threats she made against you.”

“Maeve is not my sister anymore. She’s as evil as my mother was now. There’s another thing too. My father was never close to Maeve. She’s the eldest and born soon after their marriage. I think my father questioned whether or not he really sired her.”

“Oh really? Do you think he did?”


Tags: T.S. McKinney Romance