“Solano,” I moan as he pulls me from the wall and lays me on the bed.
Spreading wide, I get every bit of friction and pleasure as he slides in and out, his eyes on my face, my breasts, and lower, where we join again and again.
I run my hands down his hard stomach and wrap my thumb and forefinger around his base, feeling him pulse inside me.
“Spires,” he curses and wraps an arm beneath me, lifting me as we work together, our bodies slicking with sweat as our bond begins to shine brighter.
“I’m close.”
He licks up my throat, then offers me his. “Take what you need, my queen.”
I’m about to combust, and I take what’s offered, plunging my fangs into him and tasting his rich blood as I plunge deeply into my release. He meets me there, the two of us uncoiling around each other, every part of us invested in the other.
I lick his throat, cleaning his blood away as he rests on top of me, his cock still inside.
“My wife.” I feel him smile against my shoulder.
I pump my hips against him, and he groans. “Husband, I desire cake.”
He snorts a laugh, then pulls away, his gaze so full of love it makes my eyes go misty. “Come, wife. I shall feed you cake and then bring you back here and ravage you yet again. And again. And—” He kisses me. “Again.”
We dress quickly, choosing our regular attire instead of the ceremonial clothing. Once in the hallway, my nose leads me toward the great hall.
“Cake.” I quicken my steps.
“A babe in the belly will do that. Make you hungry.”
I turn and find Selene strolling toward us.
“How did you get in here?” Solano looks around for our guards.
“Don’t blame them. I’m me, after all.” She shrugs.
“Wait,” Solano and I exclaim at the same time. I drop my hand to my stomach. Could it be?
“Did you say a babe?” Solano asks.
“Yes.” She leans closer and whispers. “If you want, I can tell you how it got there.”
I laugh. Mama may not have been great at explaining everything, but she definitely told me all about where babies come from and warned me accordingly.
“Are you sure?” I stare down at my stomach.
“I’m a witch. I know things.” She taps the side of her nose.
Solano just stares, his golden eyes wide. “We’re having a baby?”
“Mama said there was a pulled stitch.” I smile, my eyes definitely going misty now. “I can smell cake clear across the palace. I-I think it’s true.”
He lets out a yell that sends a sun flare sparking up the top of the spire and out into the bright day, then pulls me into his arms. “Emma.”
I’m just as shocked, but I can’t deny the rush of happiness that fills me. “I can’t believe it.”
“Treat your little one well. She’s something special like her mother.” Selene spins and saunters back toward the great hall. “Now, where’s that handsome angry fae of mine? I think I’d like to show him how babies are made.”
“Should we tell her Brock wants to kill her?” Solano rests his hand on my waist, his joy palpable.
“No, I think that would just excite her more.” I place my hand over his.
