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“Mm.”
I tucked my hands under his suit jacket to explore the muscles of his back over his shirt and asked, “WhatcanIdo to make you feel better?”
His eyes darkened. “Whatare my choices?”
“Do you still have that dragon mask?”
His lips hitched. “I’msorry, love.Ilost track of it whenIfound myself battling creatures from another age.”
“Bummer,”Imuttered.
He turned us and started walking me backward to the bedroom. “Butwe can get creative.”
“That sounds interesting.”
“I can promise you, it will be.”
I smiled at him.
He kissed me.
We both got creative.
And it was a lot more than interesting.
Epilogue
PORTRAIT
Aleksei
Laura clutched him with everything at her disposal, internally and externally, signaling her climax, tellingAlekseihe could finally let go.
Centered on her, breathing for her, existing only because she was his, he buried himself inside his mate and exploded, as always, feeling nothing but her and seeing nothing but stars.
As he came down, he felt her hands moving on the slick skin of his back, her mouth running along the line of his neck, and in his ear she declared, “Vintageis always the way to roll.Noway we could do this in a bathing pod.”
He burst out laughing and took his face out of her neck to look down at her.
Humor.
Beauty.
Love.
The warm water of the shower was beating on his back, and he had her pressed to the marble, his hands to her generous ass, her arms and legs wrapped around him, and he wanted to be nowhere else.
Ever.
But that wasn’t the life they led.
He kissed her and then, unfortunately, since they both had busy days, he had to pull her off his cock.
She made that disappointed mew she always made when she lost him, something that never failed to both tease and torture him, but he had no choice but to set her on her feet.
She didn’t know it yet but soon.
They would have time for just the two of them, very soon.
