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Kahn dragged her away from him, pulling her hair hard. “On your back. Now!” he barked, but his hands shook as he followed her and attempted to guide himself within her. It took two tries before he hit what he wanted and without another wasted second, Kahn plunged into her.

The energy swirling around them built their own sexual energy to an impossible high, which, combined with their unique bond, created a maelstrom of erotic bliss unlike anything ever before experienced by either of them. Anna wasn’t aware of Kazar’s sudden and immediate decline as his life force was sucked out of him. Neither was she aware that the crimson light had now become a brilliant yellow and was rapidly increasing to a blinding white. All she was aware of was Kahn’s savagely handsome face above her, his cock inside her and the orgasm to end all orgasms approaching with brutal speed.

She wrapped her ankles around Kahn’s neck, lifting herself to meet his every thrust. He stayed on his knees, locking his hands and forearms around her thighs to give him leverage in the pounding he was giving her. Her breasts bounced violently as he slammed into her again and again, over and over. Sweat slickened both their bodies and puddled where their skin touched the tiled floor.

“Fuck me, Kahn! The energy…” Anna cried.

“Come! Now! Come, Anna!” Kahn bellowed his climax as Anna convulsed and writhed so that he was barely able to stay joined to her. They rode wave after wave of white-hot pleasure, their bodies using every last ounce of energy they had to give. As the spasms faded, so did the light, until a soft amber glow was all that remained.

Too tired to do anything but pull his spent body from Anna’s, Kahn tugged her close and gave in to the blackness.

??Epilogue

He awoke with Anna still at his side, but they were in his bed chamber, in his bed… and across the room a stout woman sat in a rocking chair with Alex, giving him a bottle. Kahn wearily pushed the hair out of his face and carefully sat up so he wouldn’t disturb Anna.

“Ah, the sleeping beauties awake,” the woman said with some amusement. “We were beginning to think you would sleep the rest of the week away.”

“Week?” Kahn said, confused.

“Oh, yes, sir. You and your lovely lady have been asleep for three days and nights. This little fellow has been missing his mother.” Alex turned his gaze to Kahn and smiled, letting milk dribble out of the corner of his mouth before going back to his bottle.

“Alex?” came Anna’s sleepy voice.

“He’s fine,tarae, and in good hands from the looks of things. Do you need more rest?”

“No, but I could use a toothbrush really bad.”

Kahn laughed. “In the bath chamber, love. I think I’ll join you.”

Once they had showered and taken the necessary grooming and personal hygiene steps, Kahn and Anna entered the bed chamber once again. Alex had finished his bottle and gone back to sleep. The nursemaid stood with the little boy in her arms and looked to Anna.

“Would you like to hold your son, madam?”

Anna looked at Kahn. “Perhaps his father should have that honor.”

Kahn was startled -- moved to tears. One escaped before he could stop it as he looked at the sleeping boy who was now his son. Taking Alex in his arms, Kahn just stared at the perfect little human. “He’s so beautiful.” He looked at Anna. “Thank you for allowing me this. For trusting me.”

“I love you, Kahn. Thank you for saving my son.”

“Thank you for giving me a son to love, for giving Gothe’mar a future to look forward to. And thank you for loving me. I love you, too.” He watched as Anna brushed a tear from her own cheek.

“Let’s go introduce Alex to his people,” Kahn said as he put an arm around his beloved mate.

“With pleasure.”

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