Page 65 of Baldr's Secret Mate

“Well, it turns out I was just looking in the wrong place the entire time,” he replied, his smile getting bigger. “I was trying to find a piece of the world tree by finding the tree itself. However, it wasn’t until last night that I realized something.”

“What’s that?”

“My mother was a goddess,” he nodded. “And she traveled the realms. Before I thought she did it through her divine power alone, but it wasn’t until last night I remembered a ring she used to wear on her thumb at all times.”

Baldr lifted his hand up, displaying a thick banded ring on his middle finger. I leaned close, noticing the striations along the band. At first I thought it was metal, but as I looked closer, I realized it was petrified wood. And at the center of it was set a simple smooth opal, flashing all the colors of the rainbow.

“This,” he said softly, “is a piece of the world tree. And in the center is a tiny gem cut from the Bifrost itself.” His smile widened again. “It is literally a permanent realm gate between Asgard and our world, only in tiny form.”

I leaned close, running my finger over the band, still not believing what Baldr said. But, as I touched the ring, I felt the thrum of power inside it. Whatever the ring did, it was extremely powerful. And a realm gate seemed just about right for what I was picking up. However, there was one very important question left unanswered.

“But… it’s so small…”

Baldr leaned forward, kissing the tip of my nose. “Size isn’t everything, darling,” he teased. “And the ring grows once it’s activated so that we can step through it. After that, it shrinks to its normal size once more.”

“So… this means we can go to Asgard?” I nodded excitedly. “That we can go explore those ruins and the mountain and see if we can find the city of the gods?!”

Baldr nodded. “All of those things and more. And, if we can find more pieces of the tree and of the other realms, making more rings like this one to visit them should be possible. It’s all in my mother’s spellbook. It’s complicated magic, but between the two of us, I’m sure we can figure it out.”

I just stared at Baldr for a long moment, unable to speak. The rush of affection that flowed through our bond was mutual. Both of us had been wanting this for a long time. Ever since we returned from Asgard, we’d felt the call to go back. And now we could. A world of freedom and adventure I never thought could exist was now at my fingertips.

“When do we leave?” I asked, wrapping my arm around Baldr’s bare waist.

“Tonight if you like,” he smiled. “After the ceremony.” He leaned close, pressing his forehead to mine. “I already packed everything we’ll need and then some.”

“How are we going to carry it all?”

“Remember that spell for a pocket dimension in a bag?”

“Yeah?”

“I figured it out last month,” he grinned. “My backpack can hold my entire bedroom now and then some.”

I just stared at him, shaking my head. “You are so incredible, you know that?”

“Thanks.” He kissed me softly on the lips. “And you are too. I don’t know how many witches can bring people back from the dead. But you pulled it off. I’m starting to think my mother was right. You must have some divine lineage.”

“Maybe we can figure out where I came from in Asgard.”

“Maybe,” he nodded. “And if not, we’ll keep looking.”

“Promise?”

“I promise.”

I threw my arms around him. “Gods… I love you so much Baldr.”

“I love you too, Mist.” He reached up, cupping my face and pulled me into a passionate kiss. When he finally broke away, I was nearly breathless and definitely rock hard. “Now… I want you to ride me.”

I glanced down at the long, thick cock throbbing between his legs, a tingle running up my spine. “Anything you say, baby.”

As I straddled Baldr's lap, the hot spring water lapping at our thighs, I couldn't help but marvel at how far we'd come. Three years ago, I was trapped in a magical prison, my powers wild and uncontrolled. Now, I was about to embark on the adventure of a lifetime with the man I loved more than anything. It felt almost too good to be true. But it was, and that’s all that mattered.

Baldr's hands gripped my hips, his cock grinding against my entrance. After all this time together, my body knew what it needed to do to take his girth. It was instinct now as I felt myself relax, my body opening up to him. Baldr reached back to his pile of clothing and pulled out a small bottle of lube. Apparently he’d been planning this from the beginning. I couldn’t help but grin though. He knew how easy it was to get me in bed and after all the life I’d missed being stuck in that dome, I wasn’t about to play hard to get.

Squirting some of the sticky liquid into his hand, Baldr rubbed it over the head and shaft of his cock, smearing the remainder over my hole. He slipped a finger inside, pressing it against my prostate to draw an instant moan from my lips. I grinned down at him, grinding my ass against his fingers. I wanted more. I needed more. And he knew exactly how to give it to me.

Baldr removed his fingers and began guiding me down onto his thick shaft. I gasped as his crown pushed inside me, the familiar stretch and burn sending shivers of pleasure throughmy body. His golden eyes locked onto mine, full of love and desire.

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