I am floored by Bjorn, as the tenderest, most sage words ever come out of his mouth. They shine all through his beautiful heart as he hauls me in now, kissing me so hard I melt into his brawny arms.
Because my big, dumb tightass of the Kingsguard is not dumb at all. He’s still big, and has a deliciously tight ass; among lots of other big, tight things, as something exceedingly big moves down below—ready.
As all my drakes pin me with their hot gazes now, I’m suddenly scorching, needing to get out of these hot pools and find someplace more comfortable.
My drakes are with me, as a towering need to fuck and just enjoy the hell out of each other consumes us. We’re officially becoming lifemates tomorrow at the handfasting ceremony. Tonight is ours, though, as Bjorn scoops me up, striding me out of the pools as the rest follow.
As we all tumble into the enormous bed in our new lodge house, sansLærke who has retired to her own rooms, I don’t know what the future has in store for us. Maybe one day we’ll need to figure things out again if I’m called up to become the next Queen of the Blood Dragons, but today is not that day.
Tonight, I kiss and touch with all my drakes, seeing the silver rings of our union glimmer in the light of the high lamps. They’re nothing but pretty adornments now, although they’re symbolic of our love.
But even without the power they once held, tonight we are complete, as we hold each other.
And bring one another into our endless light over and over, all night long.
Forever—or however long our eternal souls might last.
THE END
