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I can feel the power building as I speak and The Heart of the Eclipse has begun to flicker. I see sparks of light in its purple depths and know that this is working. The power is growing—we just have to hope that it doesn’t consume both Alaric and myself.

“Fuck me!” I command him, grinding myself down on his monstrous cock and feeling it swell inside me. “Fuck me, my Paladin—you and your Drake. I need to feel you shooting inside me—filling my womb with your seed!”

He groans and flexes his hips, thrusting up powerfully to seat himself deep in my hungry pussy. The gold and red scales have now flowed down his cock to cover his belly as well and I can feel them sliding against my clit as I rub against him. I’m riding him hard and it feels so good—almost too good. I know I’m going to come again soon and I know that Alaric needs to come at the same time.

“I’m close!” I warn him. “Goddess, Alaric—so close! Can you come with me? Can you fill my pussy with your seed?”

“Gods, Mistress—you know I can.” He thrusts again and then holds still, buried to the hilt inside me. I can feel the impossibly broad head pressing hard against the mouth of my womb. And then I’m coming again, spasms of pleasure shooting through me as my pussy clamps down on the thick invader while I moan his name.

“Alaric! My Paladin! Come for me now—come deep inside me!”

“Yes, Mistress!” he groans. And then he’s shooting what feels like liquid fire inside me. Thick and burning hot it fills me and spills out onto my thighs.

At the same time, the power we’ve been building reaches a fever pitch. I feel it swelling within me as Alaric’s cock swells and erupts in my pussy. Will it be too much to contain?

I feel like my whole body is filled with light. It comes bursting out my eyes and mouth—shooting from my fingertips. It’s too much…too, too much!

We’re going to die! I think, because the light is coming from Alaric’s eyes and mouth now too. We’ve overplayed our hand—we don’t have enough magic between us to absorb this kind of power!

But then The Heart of the Eclipse—still sitting on Alaric’s chest—bursts into life. A beam of pure, brilliant energy bursts from the dark purple depths and shoots straight up to the sky. It’s so bright I’m sure that it’s visible from miles around.

The feeling that I’m about to explode—and take Alaric with me—slowly dissipates and I collapse, panting, on his chest with The Heart cradled between us. Goddess, we did it! We did it and we didn’t die.

I feel relief so vast I can scarcely contain it.

“It worked!” Alaric looks at me with excited eyes. The light is no longer shining from either of us since The Heart absorbed the energy we were both channeling.

“Yes.” I kiss him on the lips, savoring my own secret flavor there. “Yes, my Paladin. It worked. The Heart of the Eclipse has been wakened.”

He looks down at himself.

“Oof—it’s really fucking heavy now!”

“Is it?” I try to pick it up off his chest…and find that I can’t. Though it’s relatively small, I can’t budge it, even using both hands. It must be the power inside it—it’s almost got its own gravity now. “I can’t lift it,” I tell Alaric. “Can you?”

He tries with one hand, frowns and then tries with both and barely manages to budge it.

“Fucking heavy!” he growls. “It’s a wonder it isn’t crushing a hole through my chest!”

“Your Drake is helping you bear the weight of it, I think,” I say thoughtfully. “Maybe he can help you lift it as well.”

“Maybe so…”

He concentrates for a moment and then I see his hands change…they become larger and covered in gold and red scales. Again, it’s his Drake coming out.

“Let’s try this again!” he says in a deep, inhuman voice. And then he plucks The Heart off his chest with one huge, scaled hand and holds it out to me.

“Thank you,” I say, smiling, talking to both my Paladin and his Drake.

“You are most welcome, Mistress. Now what do we do?”

“Now,” I say, “We’re going to heal the Queen.”

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Alaric

The Queen of Nocturna is still sitting there on the ivory throne, hunched over and staring into the Glass of Distraction when we reach her. She’s muttering something to herself and I can’t help thinking she looks at least ninety years old. She’s in much worse shape than the GodKing—I wonder if even The Heart of the Eclipse can save her.

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