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I am, gripping the base of my cock hard.

“What would your soldiers think if they knew you were making your mate come just behind these rocks?”

“You’re making yourself,” I say.

She looks at me through a hooded gaze. “You have no idea how much it turns me on to have you watch. To even be near you. Gods, you’re so hot, I could come just looking at you. And the fact you’re watching, that you may want me—”

I grip myself tighter as her fingers slip in and out of her pussy. She bites her lip, and I can see the desire in her eyes. The need.

“I can’t want you, Rose. I can’t have you.”

“Just watch me then. I’m so close.”

Her words send a shiver down my spine, and I can feel the lust, the need, coursing through me. “Fuck.”

She pulls her fingers out, and the wet sound nearly sends my cock into a spasm. Stroking faster, I ache to feel her tight heat enveloping me.

“I wish I could suck on your cock.”

I groan. Can the others hear us? I don’t even care. “I want to lay you out in front of everyone and fuck you, Rose, so they know you’re mine.”

Her eyelashes flutter, and she bites her lip, head falling back, hand moving faster. My rhythm increases to match hers. “Would you like that, Rose? To be covered in my scent, my seed?”

“Oh, Kel, I’d prefer for your seed to be inside of me.”

Unhinged desire surges through me, from thiswilde courtship, from my own need for her. Something in me snaps. I drag her off the rock wall and into my arms, kissing her deeply. I take her bottom lip between my teeth, then drag my mouth up to her ear, nipping at the soft point.

“How would you like to be bred? Filled with load after load of my cum until your belly swells with our child?”

“Oh,” she gasps. Her hand still works furiously on her pussy.

“Could you take it, Rose? Take that much of me?”

“Let go of me,” she breathes. “I’m going to come.”

She floats out of my arms, and I see her hand move desperately beneath the water, my own grip frenzied on my cock. “Don’t stop looking at me.”

Her chest heaves, breast bouncing as she begins to come. It storms through our bond. I’m inundated with pleasure, her orgasm shooting up my body, too. There’s no point resisting as it consumes me.

I keep my gaze locked on hers as I come, spilling my release into the water. “Rosalina.”

“Kel,” she whimpers.

That was close, too close. But I can’t say it wasn’t worth it.

She tilts her head to look outside. “It’s beautiful, Kel.”

Figuring enough time has passed to be safe, I gather her against me, and she molds perfectly into my arms.

“Promise me something,” she whispers. “One day, you will show me your realm. Not just the ballroom or through these dreams. I want to see it all for real.”

Sweeping the wet hair from her brow, I smile down at her. “I would love nothing more, my Rose. But I cannot promise you that. I do not even know when I will return.”

Her smile falls, sadness flickering across her features. “I have to finish getting ready.”

“Promise me something.”

“Of course.”