“Loch!” I slap his chest. “It’s not funny. It’sembarrassing.”
“Why?” He won’t stop laughing, wrapping his arms around my waist. “That we fuck like adult animals? Cuz we are. How else are we going to explain all the babies I’m gonna put inside your pretty body?”
“The stork!” I laugh with him. I can’t help it. “The death wish you have if we fuck loud and proud around my father again.”
His chuckle is deep, nuzzling his forehead to mine. “Tonight, after everything we went through, it was an exception. But I promise, from now on, we’ll have boundaries. Healthy, happy, horny ones. I’ll make sure your father is in another state before I fuck you again.”
Like hell hewill.
I swear Loch’s grinning, beastly and proud and holding my hand as we stroll into the living room and…
Oh shit.
Our audience has doubled.
Every sofa and chair is full, and all eyes are full of shock that they heard us fucking. So loud and so long, all that’s missing is popcorn, candy, and the final credits.
My hair hangs wet. My body, warm in sweats. My cheeks, flaming red as Vale, sitting on my dad’s lap, slowly claps. “Like a damn queen!” she praises.
Delphine, reclining with Grant, raises her tumbler of whiskey. “Chin, chin!” she toasts.
“You made us horny.” Wren giggles, nuzzling Sire’s neck.
He laughs. “Angel, you’re always horny.”
“And you made us proud.” Nick grins, swigging a beer beside Zar.
“Damn, y’all fuck hotter than a honeymoon hotel,” is Zar’s response.
Ruby beams, “Justimaginetheir honeymoon.”
“Just imaginehomicide,” my dad grits out. “Goddamn, you two, I want grandkids, but not that bad.”
“Thanks, baby brother.” Axel laughs with his arm around Ruby. “Nash is back to hating you now, not me.”
Nash cuts him a look, jeering, “Too soon.”
Axel winks at him, quipping, “That’s what she said.” Then, his eyes widen. “Shit. I didn’t mean Alena… It’s just a joke, and?—”
“Want somedumbwith that ass?” Jace roars, laughing at Axel. Everyone does.
And it feels right because I’ve already decided that Axel is my second king. Loch and I discussed it. How Axel proved his vow to me long ago; he protected me, and we don’t need to repeat it.
Because my initiation will be different.
I’m the first princess and now a queen. I’ve earned the right to write my rules. I won’t hide my initiation from my father; I’m a grown woman. He’ll be there for the chaste part of the ceremony, and then he’ll leave.
Because the other part?
It’ll be everything I desire as Loch pulls me into his arms, my cheek pressed to his chest, when my eyes fall on a sight that fills me with happy tears. Proud tears.
Away from the raucous crowd.
Are Nadine and Sasha.
They sit on an ottoman, their hands clasped, foreheads nuzzled, cheeks wet with tears. Whispering in Russian, I’m sure—words only a mother can share with her child.
Promising…
