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Wicked female. When I wasn’t able to move inside of her as I wanted because of her jeans, I ripped them from her with my claws. Once she was free, I thrust my fingers in and out of her, grinding my palm against her clit.

“Please make me come!” Phoebe begged.

With two fingers wedged inside her tight sheath, I vibrated my palm, making her squirm as she frantically sought more friction against her clit. I made a beckoning motion with my fingers, and her hips slammed up to meet my touch. I would have done depraved things to be balls deep in her at that moment. I screwed my fingers inside her, bringing forth her orgasm right as I released her neck.

The look on Phoebe’s face when she came was my new favorite thing, and I didn’t want to miss a moment of it. She threw her head back, screaming as she came almost violently around my fingers. I could picture how she would feel wrapped around my cock.

When I wrung every gasp from her, she collapsed in a sated heap. I pulled my fingers from her, grasping my own length and using her wetness to lather my cock. “I’m going to come on your tits, mark them as mine.”

She frantically nodded in agreement, pushing her breasts together to prepare to catch my falling cum. I roared as it shot from me, decorating her chest and dripping from her luscious tits. As she’d done before, Phoebe trailed her fingers through my release and brought it to her lips. She sucked my cum from her fingers lovingly. Gods, she was fucking amazing.My wounds were healing rapidly, and my entire body felt wired with power. I rose to fetch a washcloth, her eyes sparkling up at me as I cleaned her up. I didn’t think a male had ever been so lucky.

“When you agree to stay forever, I’ll claim you.” I hadn’t meant for the resolution to slip from me, but I couldn’t call the words back.

She softened. “What will happen when you claim me?”

“When?” I smirked, catching her slip.

“If,” she corrected.

I sighed. “When I claim you, I’ll bite you, and part of my scent will imprint on you forever. Any immortal with an enhanced sense of smell will be able to tell that we are mates.”

“What would it mean for your vampires to have a witch as their queen? Our species don’t exactly get along,” she murmured as she rose to change into yoga pants and a loose tank top. I really needed to stop shredding her clothes every time we touched.I’d just buy her more.

“They will be your subjects. Any changes you want to make are up to you.” I shrugged nonchalantly.

Phoebe tilted her head to the side. “If I made feeding on witches outlawed?”

I considered it, pulling her back onto the bed to cuddle her in the shelter of my arms, yawning in exhaustion. My body was tired from healing. “Maybe outlaw it by force, still allowing consensual feeding. I would hate to be a hypocrite.”

She laughed and wrapped her arms around me, pulling me close. “You might have a point there.”

“Will you still be here when I wake up?” I whispered.

She nodded, fitting herself against me. “I’m not going anywhere for a while, Lucien.”

I kissed her forehead and allowed myself to drift off, clutching her to me.

XXIV

The Realm of Mortals.

Întuneric Castel, Romania.

The rest of the Council members are in varying states of disintegration. The slight breeze from outside is lifting the skin off their corpses and mixing in the air. I press my hand harder to my mouth, my stomach churning as I look down at myself.

I brush some of the ash from my aunt’s cheek, a cough drawing my attention. I’m not the only survivor! There is someone else who knows what happened. They can explain this to me. I don’t know what could have possibly gotten through the layers and layers of spells built into the Witches Council chamber. The building dates back to the witch trials and has never been breached.

WHEN LUCIEN FINALLY WOKE UP AGAIN,it was hours later, but I remained by his side. He had saved me, sacrificing his life for me. I still couldn’t wrap my head around it. The way he launched himself off the cliff and into the fury of birds still made me shudder. I hadn’t evenconsideredleaving before he woke up. I wasoverflowingwith magic, but every time I thought about calling up the power necessary, I stopped.

I justcouldn’tleave him while he was unconscious, lying there, helpless. I could not say no when he begged me to stay for a couple of days. I had one week to decide whether or not to trust Lucien. I had no delusions he might let me go after the coronation. If I stayed until then, I was essentially declaring I was staying forever. I could give this a chance...for a little while.

When he next awoke, Lucien bolted forward. His eyes were wild, searching the room until he caught sight of me. I was getting used to his weird moments of waking up.

“I thought I dreamed you,” Lucien blurted, relaxing again. He slowly rested back on the bed, careful not to look away for a second. Was he really that scared I would vanish?

“I told you I’m not going anywhere.” Did he not trust me? When had I ever given him a reason not to? Well, other than trying to run at every opportunity. There was a flash of guilt at that, but he always seemed sure and confident. I never thought he would be as unsure or as confused as I was.

He grabbed my hand, bringing it to his lips to kiss the palm, holding it to his chest so I could feel his heart racing. I loved when he did that, the little things he did, deepening our connection without words. They showed me we might be more than a fated pairing.

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