“Bane, what is—”
She slowly walked across the stone, toward the burgundy blanket I’d set up. I’d made a point to draw the curtains looking in so we could have the most privacy possible, and I’d asked Aiden to make sure everyone was circumvented to theothercourtyard adjacent to the cafeteria, where most would be dining anyway on the four course meal to celebrate the announcement of the princess’s return.
“Dinner,” I said with a shrug as I walked up behind her, my gaze settling on the motion of her delicious ass in the form-fitting satin she was sporting.
Fairy lights scattered through the greenery of the trees reflected off the shimmering fabric of her dress as she lowered herself to the blanket on the ground, peeking into the picnic basket with curiosity.
I shot a fireball at her fingertips, but nothing that would hurt her. She yanked her fingers back and shot me a dirty look.
“Hey!”
“Hands to yourself,” I said with a grin as I took a seat next to her.
Violet cast me a glare that was far too sexy, making my cock throb with anticipation.
I pulled out the expertly crafted dinner I’d made, from scratch. Not that I didn’t care for the cafeteria’s food, but there was just something about ahome cookedmeal that spoke volumes to me.
I popped open the plastic containers, the scent of mushroom and cream making my mouth water.
“Oh my stars, did you make—”
“Chicken ala Violet, I call it,” I said as grabbed my knife and fork and set to cutting the tender chicken. I watched as her eyes widened, her tongue licking those luscious lips of hers as she waited like the good girl I knew she was.
I stabbed one piece and gingerly, carefully held it out to her, waiting for her to take my bait.
Her gaze met mine, the rise and fall of her chest drawing attention to her ample cleavage.
She leaned an inch closer, closing her lips around the piece of chicken, a little of the white cream smearing the edge of her lips.
“Mmmmmm,” she moaned in delight, her eyes practically rolling to the back of her head. The sound went straight to my cock.
By the time we were done eating—or rather when I was done feeding my princess—I offered her my hand.
The sounds of the banquet’s band could be heard like a faint whisper out here, under the stars.
Violet took my hand with ease.
“Thank you,” she said with a blush as I intertwined my fingers with hers.
“No, Violet, thank you,” I said as we walked toward the little bridge over the koi pond.
Once in the middle, Violet stopped, leaning over the edge, spreading her arms out on either side of her.
I stopped behind her, pressing my unruly cock against her perfect ass, sliding my hands down her arms and over the back of her hands. I leaned my face down, placing a kiss at her neck. My fangs pushed through as my monster stirred, my knot swelling at the thought of what I wanted to do.
What I was meant to do.
Though we were already bound by Fae laws, and by Lir’sArdaimceremonies, there was one ceremonial act we hadn’t completed yet.
When I’d told Violet about an Incubus’s claiming mark, I wasn’t sure how she’d react. Not only because it was a literal bite, but also because of the importance of it to my kind.
It was basically the equivalent of an engagement ring to me.
Though I knew I didn’t want to be with anyone else, and I knew fate had brought us together, sealed our bond, I’d never outrightaskedto bite her.
Because I was afraid she’d say no.
But as I watched Violet up on that stage, confident, assured of herself, her place, and what lie in the future, I found the courage I needed.
