Page 91 of Blood of Two Crowns

Nakoa drew one of my legs up to his chest, angling my hips higher, thrusting his cock deeper, his tail never faltering in the teasing of my clit. Nakoa pressed his lips to my foot and licked a stripe along the inside of my sole, making me clench firmly around him.

“I love you, lohane thili, in this life and every life to come.”

The words stole my breath, nearly identical the same shared between me and Malekai, but I was too far gone to speak of it.

Nakoa’s strokes turned punishing as my pussy spasmed around him. The orgasm lighting up every molecule of my being felt like the birth of new stars, new worlds as something within us both changed. Transformed. Distantly, I realized it was the sensation of our bond finally being fulfilled.

His gaze held mine as his cock pulsed inside of me, filling me with liquid heat. Something in my chest,our tether,burst. Emotion and ecstasy coursed through us in synchronized,unending waves that felt as though my body was dissolving to meld with his.

“You’re mine, Mareina. Say it. Tell me that you belong to me as I belong to you.”

My heart clenched with the sweetest pain as our bond continued to both ignite and dissolve every molecule of our being until it felt as though I could no longer discern where my body ended, and his began. Tears streaked my cheeks in awe.

“I always have,anim gemla.”

Soulbound.The Aurialingan term for it. The same language Malekai so often spoke to me when calling metessari mú.

I knew Nakoa understood that a part of me would always belong to Malekai, in both life and death, just as I would to him and Ataraxus. Not even time, the creator and destroyer of all things, could change that because love is enduring and eternal.

Nakoa’s features tensed under the weight of his emotion, which I could feel barrelling down our tether. His eyes shut briefly as his strokes gentled. My watery emotion doubled its efforts at witnessing this powerful male come undone before me, physically and emotionally. Whatever walls had been between us had now been reduced to nothing.

Hope flickered within me at this new beginning for us. I could only pray that somehow Malekai and Ataraxus would be there with us.

Chapter

Fifty-Five

NAKOA

Something had changed. Not only between Mareina and I, but something else in the center of my chest. A pull that, at first, seemed inconsequential but eventually became unignorable.

My Knowingness whispered to me who it was.

Malekai.

Mareina was still sound asleep beside me, the moons casting a soft celestial glow in the room. My eyes remained fixed on her, wondering if it was just a trick of the light or if she really was healthier after we’d finally fulfilled our bond. The dark circles under her eyes had disappeared, her cheeks were no longer gaunt, but full and rosy. Her skin practically glittered. And the expression on her face was more peaceful than I’d ever seen it. The sight filled me with so much love and fuckingreliefit stole my breath.

And as if that thread tugging me toward the pull couldn’t possibly pull any tighter, my gaze dipped to where her hands and arms were curled sweetly in the burrow between my chest and hers and a mark on her wrist caught my eyes.

Gently, I took her wrist in my hand to discover a pink, raised scar bearing Malekai’s name in curling cursive.

To my surprise, I didn’t feel the burn of jealousy. Instead, it made me actually miss the fucker.

Carefully, I tucked Mareina’s arm back against her chest and disentangled our limbs before pressing a kiss to her forehead.

I had a dead drakonati to visit.

Finding Malekai had been much easier than I’d anticipated. It was like a cord had been tied directly between the two of us. If I wavered from the path to him, second guessing my self, pain would flare down the bond until I returned to the proper course.

Just fucking like him to pull me out of bed when I’m with our mate.

A forest appeared on the silvery horizon, and like a beacon, my soul was somehow now connected, drawn towards a small clearing at the foot of mountains I had no name for.

An eerie stillness surrounded the cave as if everything that lived in the vicinity had fled to safer ground. I padded across the clearing on silent feet as the hairs on my arms began to rise. I could feel the flame of Malekai’s magic beckoning me into the giant cavemouth, igniting hope and relief to fill the gaping hole of grief his death had left.

I willedan orb of light to illuminate my path, though my eyes could see just fine in the dark. The tunnel inside was cavernous, opening further into cathedral heights as I reached its end, where I found Malekai’s drakonati. Seeing him reawakened my grief. The weight of it returning like a boulder on my chest.

The sadness in his glowing eyes was a mirror to my own. Laying on all fours with his head between hisforelegs. Relief twined with grief escaped my eyes as I approached, laying a hand on the scales of his hide as he released a mournful groan.

---