Page 93 of Conquering the King of Storms

“I guess.” Her eyes closed, her expression one of peace. Suddenly, she went stiff.

Her head jerked off my chest, and I fought a grin.

She thought much faster than I did, and reacted far more dramatically. It was fucking adorable. “You don’t want to have kids soon, right? I mean, Dove is awesome, and it would be cute if she had a little brother or sister, but I don’t really want kids yet. Not for a long time. I still have to learn how to be a fae, and—”

I pressed a finger to her lips, and she closed them around it automatically.

That grin I was fighting took over my face.

“I would prefer to wait until Dove is an adult to have another child. Babies are a lot of work, and fae live a long, long time, so there’s no rush. If you decided that you were ready, I could be ready too, but waiting is not a problem for me.”

Her shoulders relaxed. “Good. I just want to have really good sex for a while, and to try to enjoy getting to know each other better.” She dropped her head back to my chest.

“I want that too,” I admitted, massaging her scalp lightly with the fingers buried in her hair.

“Ohhh, that feels good,” she groaned.

My cock throbbed in response to the sound, but I was fairly confident that she needed to sleep before we made love again.

“I love you, Sirus. I tried not to, for a while, but it was pointless. You’re just perfect for me,” she murmured into my chest.

Happiness filled me to the fucking brim. “And you’re perfect for me, Sway. I love you too.”

She made a happy noise. “Why do you call me that?” Her voice was so drowsy that I figured she’d be out any second, but I gave her the answer she was seeking.

“Your hair sways when you walk. It’s hypnotic, and such a fucking turn-on,” I admitted. “Even if I feel like shit, I can get lost in the sway of your curls and things don’t seem so bleak.”

She laughed softly. “That’s why you flipped when I mentioned cutting it? You’re cute.”

“Cute?” I made a noise of complaint. “Surely you can think of a better description while draped over my naked body, female.”

Another sleepy laugh escaped her. “Sexy. You’re sexy.”

“Thank you.” My expression was soft as I played with her hair, massaging her scalp while she drifted off to sleep.

In the tiny moment before she was lost to the world of dreams for a few hours, her wind brushed across my skin, whispering to me,

“When I wake up, you’ll be mine again, mate.”

A grin stretched across my face, and mine whispered back,“I always have been, love.”

Epilogue

Margo

I had been standing there,watching the flames at the center of the gray crater dance for longer than I cared to admit. The pull I felt toward them, the desire for destruction, for wreckage…

It scared me more than I cared to admit.

Quake stepped up beside me. His real name was Kong, which he had told me the first time I kissed him back to sanity. But considering his real name made me think of him as a certain giant gorilla, I refused to call him by it.

Kong. Who was a fae king.

The fucking audacity of the man’s parents.

Both of which he was still close to. He had told me that on one of the many occasions when he tried to get to know me better.

I’d shut that right the hell down.

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