Page 95 of Wickedly Yours

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We left the next morning, saying goodbye to the lovely estate we'd spent a week relearning each other. It was like those first nights together in her apartment in Pleasant Grove, where we asked each other anything and everything.

It felt like maybe this was going to work. That even when everything fell apart, I'd still have her by my side.

Immediately after teleporting back, I was pulled into meeting after meeting, and all the work that had piled up over the last week needed to be done. Truly, ruling was a lot of monotonous decisions, as I tried to put our people's interests before my own.

We attended dinners with the court officials and the demon dukes and lords who controlled the surrounding lands. Luna sat tall with a crown on her head and a different pastel-colored ball gown on her every night. It felt like she belonged there, like she’d always been a part of this world.

She was a goddess. I truly didn’t know what I’d done to deserve her. Every night, she slept by my side, looking so angelic, all curled upin my sheets.

My beautiful, brilliant mate. The one who would wear my crown, rule at my side. Fates, but I loved her.

My father had no idea about the fire in her eyes. I thought about the way her lips had curled over her teeth, the way she was so quick to jump to my defense as if I hadn’t done horrible things. But she wasn’t worried about that.No. She wanted to know how he’d hurt me. And those bright green eyes burned with revenge.

I needed to end it. Once and for all.Weneeded to end it.

What was I waiting for? She’d gotten better with her magic, but was it enough?

As if I’d summoned her with my thoughts, Luna padded into the throne room, wearing a white nightgown that ghosted the tops of her thighs, a cloak draped around her shoulders.

“Why are you awake, Moonbeam?” I asked, uncrossing my legs as I watched her move towards me.

“You’re awake,” she murmured, like that answered everything. Her voice was still groggy with sleep, as if the first thing she’d done when she’d woken up was come to find me. I liked that more than I could possibly express.

I quirked an eyebrow as she clambered onto my lap, wrapping her arms around my neck. “Can’t sleep without you,” she murmured in response. “You’re like my personal furnace.”

I hummed back, burying my nose in her hair, inhaling that floral, citrus smell I loved. Scenting her calmed my senses. Every fizzled part of my brain shutting down at my mate’s presence.

“What’s on your mind?” She asked, tracing a finger up my chest.

Where did I begin?I pulled back so I could look into her eyes. “I don’t want to burden you with all of my problems.”

“Didn’t we discuss this earlier?” She frowned, moving her finger to smooth the worry lines on my face. “Yourproblems are my problems, are they not?” Her forehead rested against mine. “That’s what happened when you married me.”

“Yes.” I shut my eyes. “I just need time.”

“Sort of the perk of being an immortal demon,” Luna said with a smirk, her fingers curling into my hair. “All you have is time.”

I rested my hand on her thigh. “Yet it never feels like enough.” I slid my fingers up, creeping toward where that tiny nightgown ended. There was a little bow between her breasts, and I wanted to pull on it with my teeth.

Her fingers brushed over the spot on her neck where I’d claimed her, marking her as my own. Merging our scents together so that no one would doubt that she was mine.

Just as much as I was hers.

“What?” I asked, tracing her cheekbones with my pointer finger.

“Can I…” Her cheeks deepened. “Can I bite you?”

I smirked. “Does my queen want me to wear her mark, too?”

Luna nodded, and I rubbed my thumb over her lip.

“That way, everyone knows you’re mine,” she said, the possession clear in her tone.

Kissing the mark that graced her neck, I bared mine to her.I have always been yours.

“Are you sure?” she mumbled the words as though she didn’t already have all of me. Heart and soul.

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