Page 39 of The Demon King's Unruly Mate

I closed my eyes as her teeth scraped along the mate mark on my neck. “Do you now?”

“Mhm.” Her breath teased my ear. “Well, multiple ideas, really. Several years in the making. You did promise a future queen and second son to me and the Kadhan clan.”

My heart slammed against my ribs at her words. Children. With her.

The image of little ones with Talia’s sharp smile and fire in their eyes sent a wave of longing through me. An image crystallized in my mind of training those little hellions. Teaching them to control their fire, to fight with honor, to lead with both strength and compassion.

I slid my hands down to her hips. “And you’re ready to start on that project tonight?”

“Maybe.” That wicked smile curved her lips, the one that always went straight to my cock. “Consider it our duty. And we’ll need to take itveryseriously.”

I lifted her onto the edge of the table in one smooth motion. The candles flickered as she laughed, shadows dancing across her red skin. “Dinner’s going to get cold.”

“Let it.” She grabbed the wine bottle, skipping the glasses entirely to take a long pull straight from the neck. Her eyes locked with mine as she drank, then held it out to me. “We’ve got better things to celebrate.”

“To us.” I took the bottle, our fingers brushing in a moment that felt as charged as our first touch. “To the queen who captured my heart, and the future we’re building together.”

“To the king who proved me wrong about everything.” Talia’s eyes sparkled in the candlelight. “To us.”

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