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JASPER

Their bodies areartwork as they move. I’m warm and satisfied from the orgasm Ari gave me, using his body as a sheath for mine, but the display has my body perking up some. I stay where I am though. They deserve to share this moment.

And I deserve to watch them.

If this were hundreds of years ago, it would be my honor as the first bonded to guard them as they complete the bond, but since there is no danger, I get to witness the bond snapping into being.

Emilia moans as Ari’s shaft slides into her wetness, slowed by her tightness, but she adjusts quickly to him.

I thought this was all impossible. That even if it were possible, I would not deserve it, but my hope would not let me abandon the pair of them.

It had taken everything in my soul to cut myself off from Ari and I’d only accomplished that for less than a day, with the excuse that he would be better without me. I should have known it would be impossible to resist Ari and Emilia together and now I don’t need to.

My hope had the right idea after all. There were bumps and moments I’d felt less than equal to the task of being a part of this triad, but now I stand watch as Emilia claws Ari’s chest.

Ari snarls with his oncoming release, but his eyes are fierce in focus. He will not allow himself to spill before Emilia is pushed over the peak. She’s chanting, calling him hers now and he’s agreeing with vigor.

He clutches the serpents on her head and his cock moves in and out of her helplessly. His body starts to shake as Emilia screams out in release. Ari’s ironclad control begins to fray, his cock surging deeper and deeper into Emilia until his hips join the motion.

They glow in the early sun, and I sense it when it happens. The searing magic connecting us all together. Ari moans as the bond snaps into place. It thrums between each of us as we’re finally connected. The thump in my chest is harder this time than when Emilia had placed her mark on me. An indication that our triad is complete.

I wind my tail around the both of them, coiling us together until we’re gathered in a comfortable bundle, scales against scales and skin on sweaty skin. Ari and Emilia gasp in time to each other. Each breath pulses more life into our bond. I kiss Emilia’s shoulder and pull her hand away from Ari’s chest. A golden mark matching mine is emblazoned there. Ari looks down and his eyes start to water.

No matter Emilia’s words, he worried that the Goddess would find him unworthy. Now, with her mark on his skin, there can be no doubt that he’s just as welcome in this mating as I am.

The thump of their hearts slows to mine and the impossible, invaluable bond connecting us spreads peace through our hearts. The room grows brighter as the sun rises higher in the sky. We whisper words of gratitude and love. We laugh at impossible things and know the sound of each other’s souls.

We are whole.

EPILOGUE

EMILIA

With how dramatic Ari is,I should have known he’d be a terrible patient.

He lies in the soaking pool, his tail curled up under him and head tilted back, face pinched with discomfort. Water beads against his skin and drips from his hair because he does a full-body dunk every so often.

“How is the shedding going?” I ask. It’s a little charming to see him so irate at every little thing. His upper lip curls in a silent snarl and he doesn’t open his eyes or respond to me.

Jasper chuckles against my back. His tail curves around me, and the soft scales tickle my bare skin and silky robe. “You shouldn’t antagonize him right now.”

“You said it wasn’t painful,” I say.

“It’s unpleasant but not painful. The mood swings are worse than the physical discomfort,” Jasper says.

Ari’s expression is part annoyance and the rest frustration. My skin heats each moment I watch him and I’m pretty sure it’s his scowl that’s the cause. I could excuse it away since we’d started by soaking together in the pool. The water had been heavenly and relaxing, but Ari doesn’t look relaxed.

“How often does this shedding thing happen?” I ask.

“About once a year for him, since he’s older and a few times a year for me. I bet you didn’t think about that when you bonded to two basilisks,” Jasper teases.

I arch a brow. “Oh, I have to come to this luxurious, sexy bathhouse where we light candles and have sex to make magic at least four times a year? Wow, that really sucks for me.”

Jasper smiles at my playful sarcasm, but Ari peeks at me from between his eyelashes, scowling. “You wouldn’t be so chipper if you were the one shedding.”

“Nah, I do what seems comparable every month. So, my condolences, but you get spoiled during your time in contrast.” I wave my hand at the mosaic-covered walls around us. The tile patterns show a night sky theme. I sure as hell don’t get to spend days in a magical bathhouse when I’m on my period.

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