We did this over and over, twirling within the water until we broke the surface together, panting. I guided her to the middle of the fountain, where the center tiers rained water down in a circle. Ava giggled as the water trickled over our heads, until we were beneath the waterfall completely. A stone bowl-like structure stood above our heads, and the waterfall concealed us in our own little world.
I pinned Ava against the smooth stone structure that rose at the center of the pool. I kissed her again as I increased my speed. I thrust upward once, then twice, and that’s when I lost it. My mind went completely blank as I spiraled into an incredible orgasm. I moaned loudly, the sound echoing off the stone above us.
Ava gasped as I filled her up. She clung to me tightly, and the water she’d been commanding vibrated hard against her clit. She drew a deep breath as she reached her peak. The high of my orgasm continued as she contracted around me and waves of pleasure swept through the bond. Water swirled around us faster, turning the fountain into a tumultuous sea. Our passion seemed to tangle together until it felt as if we weren’t in the pool anymore, but somewhere else entirely where only our souls could reach. For a brief moment, I felt as if Ava and I were one.
We were both panting as we came down from the high. The water calmed. I held her tight in my arms and pressed my nose into her hair.
“Pidge, that was fucking great,” I whispered.
“Yeah,” she sighed. “I’m not sure you put a baby in me, though. We should probably try again.”
I chuckled happily. “I could go forever if you asked.”
“So keep going,” she begged breathlessly.
And we did. We must’ve been rolling around in that fountain for hours. I lost all sense of time, because all I could make sense of was Ava’s body against mine. We only stopped when Ava became too tired to keep going. It was probably a good thing, because if we hadn’t, I would’ve been more than happy to drown in there.
I carried her out of the water and set her on a bench nearby. She sagged onto it with a blissful sigh. I felt around in the pool until I felt the fabric of our clothes.
“I can dry those off, but good luck getting me back into that dress,” Ava said.
I draped her dress against the side of the fountain. Honestly, I couldn’t make much sense of the layers of clothing I’d been wearing earlier.
“I’ll leave our clothes here for a servant to bring back to our room,” I offered. “In the meantime, we can’t roam around the palace naked.”
“Why not? I don’t mind who sees,” Ava said coyly.
“Well, I do. You’re all mine, and no one else’s. I’m not sharing one bit of you.”
I waved my hand, and magic settled over both of us until my illusion magic had created beautiful silk pajamas for us both. Mine was a shirt and pants— practically a suit— and Ava’s was a short nightgown.
The fabric rustled as Ava ran her fingers over it. “This is perfect.”
I scooped her up in my arms, and she leaned her head against my shoulder as I carried her out of the courtyard. Oberi’s protection spell fell the moment we left. We weren’t far fromour quarters, so I only had to turn down one hall before I was carrying Ava into our suite. I got a thrill when we walked through the door, because I realized I was carrying her over the threshold, as wedding tradition dictated.
I set her on the bed in our room, then pulled the blanket over her. I slid into bed beside her and snuggled close.
“Do you want your present now?” Ava whispered.
I tilted my head. “I thought what happened in the fountainwasmy present.”
She snickered. “That was a given. I have something else for you.”
I sat up straighter. “Oh?”
Ava leaned over the nightstand, then clicked the remote. The TV on the other side of the room turned on, and Ava pressed a few more buttons before I heard the sound of Ezekiel’s voice coming through the speakers.
“Shh…” he hissed. “It’s starting.”
I furrowed my brow. “Um… recordings of your brother don’t exactly turn me on. What is this?”
“Keep watching,” Ava said playfully.
Hemlock’s voice came then. “Dearly beloved. We are gathered here today to join Charlie Wahkin and Ava-Marie Mitoh in holy matrimony. Have the two of you prepared your vows?”
“Oh, um…” I heard my own voice say.
“We have vows,” Ava said over the TV.
