Page 61 of Wicked Heirs

“You’re an arrogant shit and a half.”

“Right back at you. Good thing you really like that about me, isn’t it?”

Her lips quirked. “You’re right, I do.”

“Same, Alena.”

Beautiful, sexy, fierce Alena.

“But I meant, how does it feel to have let go of your fear of your magic and to be wielding it again?”

“Amazing, a little nerve-wracking, but also I’m proud that I was able to do it, and get back into it so easily.”

I smiled as she grabbed some more mini-marshmallows out of the bowl I’d conjured for her and munched away.

I swirled my bourbon around my glass. “And, just for the record, it was earth-shattering for me too,” I told her. “Beyond, actually.”

“Never slept with a Nephilim before, huh?”

“Well, they’re few and far between. And you?”

“No Dark Fae. No supernatural beings actually. Just humans.”

I stared at her in astonishment.

“What? You knew I was living amongst them, assimilating.”

“You would’ve had to tamper down so much about yourself to be with a human. Your strength, your power… so much.”

She shrugged. “It was what it was.” She smirked at me. “And I really don’t have to worry about that anymore. I’ve never had anyone meet my power so closely.”

“Well, I am stronger than most, even my own kind, asprince.”

“I definitely felt it last night.”

“Mmm, I can promise you that you will again very soon.”

“I’ll hold you to it.”

I chuckled, then watched her float back and forth, dipping into the water and immersing her shoulders, then going back to rest against the water’s edge opposite me. We were a good ten feet apart. If we were any closer, there was no question that I would’ve already jumped her and fucked her under the waterfall. But this was about trying to come down from thatandfinally talking like actual people, not enemies.

“Are you protected?”

She frowned. “Protected?”

“Against pregnancy? We fucked in a dreamscape so it’s not possible to impregnate you in that situation, but outside of it is another story.”

“You’d have to rival my power to be able to get me pregnant.”

“I know,” I said, pointedly.

“Fine, your ego really doesn’t need to hear this, but, yeah, your power is insane. But it’s okay, I’m spelled. There’s, you know, a barrier to keep that from happening. Not even you can breach it.”

“All right. Just needed to check.”

Her gaze flicked to my IC Watch. “What is that? I see you wear it all the time.”

“It’s an interdimensional communicator that allows me to connect with my father all the way in the Dark Fae Realm. It’s called an IC Watch and it’s made bySabre Tech.”

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