Page 90 of Red Queen

“I love you, Alexandru. More than power, more than vengeance...more than life itself.”

His tightens his arms around me, drawing me even closer. “As I love you, Eleanna.”

“Then we’ll fight not only for our throne,” I say, gazing into his eyes, “but also for our shared dream.”

Alexandru seals our pact with another kiss, tender and fierce all at once, and it’s home.

After our lips part, I lean my forehead against Alexandru’s broad chest, savoring the warmth of his flesh and the steadiness of his presence, and the future stretches out before us, filled with possibility.

“When this war’s over, I want to make you my wife, Eleanna. I want to build a life with you, a family.”

My heart swells at his words, and I can picture it so clearly—Alexandru, ruling side by side, our children with his dark hair and my fierce spirit, running through the halls of a castle untouched by strife.

“Yes, yes, that’s what I want, more than anything, too.”

I grab him and pull his mouth to mine once again, pouring all my hopes and dreams into the kiss. His embrace holds the true depth of our connection—not just the fire of passion but the unshakable foundation of trust, respect, and understanding.

When we finally pull apart, I sense a shift in the air. Moros, Erebos, and Nyx soar into the room, their red eyes glinting in the firelight as they settle on a nearby perch.

My familiars’ presence is a reminder of the power that now flows through my veins, the legacy I must wield with wisdom and poise. It’s also a symbol of the everlasting bond I share with Alexandru—a love that even the darkest magic cannot touch.

Alexandru takes my hand and leads me toward the bed, his eyes glowing with desire. My heart pounds as he pulls me close, brushing his lips over mine in a teasing caress.

“My Queen,” he murmurs, sliding his hands down to cup my ass. “Will you join me?”

“Gladly,” I whisper, heat blooming under his touch.

Our hands can’t seem to move fast enough as we discard layers of clothing. With nothing in my way, I explore the hard planes of his chest, tracing the scars that mark him. He shudderswhen I brush my fingers lower, circling his cock, already straining for my attention.

Alexandru growls and spins us around, pressing me into the mattress as he continues his sensual assault on my neck and breasts. I arch up to meet him, craving the feel of him. He slides one hand between my legs, and I gasp at the wave of pleasure that ripples through me.

“You’re so wet already,” he says, nipping at my ear. “So eager for your future king.”

“Yes…” I moan, clutching at his back. “Only for you, always for you.”

He positions himself at my entrance, our eyes locking as he sinks into me with agonizing slowness. I dig my nails into his shoulders, struggling to breathe through the intensity of being filled so completely.

When he’s buried to the hilt, he pauses. “You’re so very beautiful, Eleanna.”

Tears prick at my eyes. No matter how many times he says those words, they never fail to move me. “Stop the flattery, Alexandru, and make love to me.”

He begins to move then, his strokes deep and unhurried, stoking the fire inside me to a raging inferno. I raise my hips to meet his thrusts, shuddering at the intensity. It’s different, this heat, intimate in ways that strip me down and lay me bare far beyond nakedness and I close my eyes, the emotions of this vulnerability the pleasure of his slow, intimate thrusts bring almost too much to face.

“Look at me,” he commands softly.

I drag in a breath and open my eyes, gazing up at him. His eyes are heavy-lidded, pupils blown wide with desire, hot need and a savageness behind it all. But there’s tenderness there too. Always tenderness for me.

And his heart, his vulnerabilities naked, strong, bared just for me, like he’s showing me the inside of his soul.

He shifts slightly, changing the angle of his thrusts, and he hits just the right spot. The coil of pleasure in my belly winds tighter and tighter until I’m trembling on the edge of release.

“Come for me, Eleanna,” he says. “Let me feel you.”

Like a dam bursting, my climax crashes over me in a blinding wave of ecstasy. I cry out his name as I shatter around him, my inner walls pulsing. He groans as I grip him with my core, his body going rigid, his cock twitching, spurting heat and life in me as he finds his own release.

We lie there for long moments, limbs entangled, hearts racing as we both catch our breath. He rolls onto his side and gathers me close, tucking my head under his chin. Wrapped in Alexandru’s arms with the crackling fire casting a warm glow over us, it’s easy to believe that our love will truly conquer all. That together, we are strong enough to defeat any foe.

But I know this is what we have right now, and I’ll take what I can get if it’s with him.

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