Fuck he was still trying to get his head around Trace, Miguel, Conner and Storm being hooked up with the supernatural and part of that world.
You’re a part of it now too.
I’m a part of this. What I have with you
. Said as he entered her, closing his eyes and losing himself in the ecstasy of her body one thrust at a time, until the squeeze of her channel in orgasm forced him to come in a release that left him lightheaded and using his wife as support rather than collapsing onto ceramic tiles.
“A frog can’t do that for you,” he pointed out.
She laughed and twisted to face him, creating a howl of protest inside him at having his cock pulled from her sheath. “We’re already late,” she said.
“We’re newlyweds. It wouldn’t shock anyone if we didn’t show up at all.”
Seraphine cocked her head because she felt it then, the tiniest hint of… Worry? Resistance?
She brushed her lips across his. “This will be like any other party. There’ll no doubt be potential mates there who have no idea supernatural beings share our world.”
It was the right thing to say. Something inside him relaxed. He rubbed his mouth against hers, lips curved in a smile. “Let’s go. The sooner we leave, the sooner we can get back to this.”
Though having said it, one kiss led to a second, and a third, to several dozen more before they finally approached Severn Damek’s estate.
“A dragon, huh?” Dylan asked in reaction to the dark-blue beasts with hints of red that were carved on either side of the open gates. “Yeah, I see that now. It’s kind of hard to miss.”
Seraphine laughed. “He’s one of three princes who make their home in this area.”
Dylan pulled to a stop next to guards there to allow or deny entrance. All four of the men had long flowing hair.
“Proceed,” a dark-haired dragon said.
Dylan rolled forward and Seraphine’s breath caught in wonder at the fantasy scape of Severn’s sprawling castle-like home set in a riot of color formed by flower beds. “Definitely a dragon,” she said.
They parked where another of Severn’s men directed them, and within minutes they’d found the other homicide cops standing several feet away from the entrance to a maze.
“A freaking maze in his yard?” Dylan muttered.
“All the better to play in,” Khemirra said. While her mate’s greeting was, “Damn.”
Conner pulled out his wallet and took twenty dollars from it as Trace and Brady did the same, the three of them handing the bills to Miguel.
Miguel pocketed it. “Easy money. Told you he’d show.”
Storm rolled her eyes. “Boys will be boys. Speaking of which, this is Tristan, my legal husband,” she said, indicating the man on her right first, then the one on her left. “And this is Pierce, the husband who co-owns Drake’s Lair.”
“I knew there was something hinky there.”
Khemirra snorted. “More like something kinky.”
Storm laughed. “Guilty as charged.”
Seraphine noted the slow crawl of color up Miguel’s neck, the quick glance at Ian who stood next to him, and felt a quiet joy at seeing them together.
Dylan introduced her to Brady, linking him to Madame Fontaine.
“Is Ilsa here?” she asked.
“Somewhere. Sophie dragged her and Aislinn off to see some new treasure Severn acquired.” Brady looked past Seraphine and did a double take. “You got a twin?”
Seraphine turned instantly. Happiness flooded her at seeing Electra, that emotion doubling when it became obvious the dragon sent to guard her had become something much more.
Zephyr was as gorgeous as any of his kind, with long brown hair that twisted and curled down his back. She read possessiveness in the hand touched to the base of Electra’s spine. There was fierce protectiveness in the one resting on Chesna’s shoulder—and more, as his gaze seemed to seek out other dragons and offer a silent warning, as though they might somehow be a threat to a nine-year-old girl.
Seraphine’s pulse sped up, intuition crossed with Electra’s frightened admission of being terrified
Chesna’s father wasn’t human. And she was right. Not only right, but somehow Zephyr knew
what
had fathered Chesna.
Chesna’s head turned, joy lit her features. “Aunt Seraphine!”
She excused herself from the gathered cops, Dylan accompanying her. Electra’s hug was tight and fierce.
“We need to talk,” her sister said, soft words for her alone. “I’m done with being afraid. Chesna needs to learn and there’s no one better than the aunt she adores to teach her. I think it’s time for Chesna to bring her cat home.”
Tears sprang to Seraphine’s eyes. They blocked her throat so all she could do was answer with a hug.
Everything okay?
Dylan asked, concern and love in his voice.
Everything is perfect now
.
Or nearly so, she silently amended at seeing Malik. It would be, once the curse tying dragon fertility to a cup was broken.
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