"We'll help however we can," Smal announced, and her husband nodded in agreement. "We can send messages to other kabouter families to see if they've noticed anything strange. Our tunnel network reaches most parts of Belgium and even into the Netherlands, so if something is happening in this country, we'll know soon."

She turned to Macey and gave her a very obvious wink. "You might like to retire to our guest room in the meantime, sweetie? Now that you have that necklace..."

Was Smal really suggesting that her and Jared were supposed to have sex so they could have grandchildren? Now? In their home? Were all kabo

uters this strange?

Jared laughed in a strangled sort of way and got up, pulling Macey with him. "Is my old room still empty?"

Smal looked a little disappointed, but her smile returned immediately. "Yes, although it may be a bit small for the both of you..."

The incubus grinned. "It will be enough, don't worry. When do you think we'll have an answer from your network? Four hours? Five?"

"Three," Jerimiah proudly said. "We've improved our communication channels since you left, boy. Every family now has-"

"Not now, darling," Smal interrupted her husband. "Let them get some rest."

From her smile, it was obvious that 'rest' didn't equal sleep in Smal's mind. To be honest, it didn't in Macey's either. She wasn't quite sure what time it was, but it couldn't be much later than early afternoon. Sleeping now just seemed like a waste of time, especially when she had the chance to be alone with Jared for a bit.

"See you later," she told the grinning kabouter woman, and let the incubus lead her outside into one of the tunnels.

Nine

“So this is where you grew up?” she asked as Jared drew her into a small cave dotted with glowing gemstones.

“Yes, maybe about a century ago, I spent a couple of years here being taught what I needed to know.”

“Only a couple of years?” she asked, frowning.

“I’ve been back since. I pop in at least once a year.” He smiled warmly at her.

“You really love them, don’t you?”

“Of course, they’re my family. Everyone loves family,” Jared pointed out.

“Yes…” Macey replied, thinking of her own complicated family dynamic.

“It’ll be okay,” Jared said, pulling her close to him and holding her tightly.

Macey wasn’t convinced by how right he was about that, but if it meant he’d hold her like this then she was all for it. Saying that, she really did need to visit Aunt Nessie and discover the actual truth about her parentage. Only then would she be able to move forward with a family of her own.

“Hey, stop thinking about it so hard,” Jared murmured, tipping back Macey’s face so he could look into her eyes. “We’ll figure it out together.”

“I don’t know why you want me when I come with so many complications,” she responded, sniffing slightly as the tears threatened to fall.

“Because I love you,” he replied, leaning down and pressing his lips gently against hers.

He started slow, increasing the pressure and the tempo as he went. Macey pushed her body into his, feeling the hard planes of him against her own softness. She moaned into the kiss and slipped her hand under the hem of Jared’s shirt. He was quicker than she was and whipped the whole thing over his head, swiftly undressing the rest of them, throwing their clothes to the ground.

“In a hurry?” she teased after breaking their kiss.

“No more waiting, little kelpie. It’s been too long since I was alone with you.” There was an edge to his voice which she suspected meant his incubus nature was close to the surface. Anticipation thrummed through her. Sex with Jared was good. Sex with incubus Jared was even better.

Without saying a word, she dropped to her knees, looking up at Jared through her eyelashes. His eyes filled with hunger as he looked down on her, causing a sense of satisfaction to swiftly flow through her. She was the one making him like this. Her and no one else.

Leaning forward, her tongue darted out and she lapped at the top of his cock, keeping the pressure light and teasing. She didn’t want this to be over too soon, so going a little slower than she wanted was the right option.

“Macey,” Jared groaned.