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My arms dropping away, utter exhaustion wraps its fingers around me. My eyes droop even though he doesn’t stop. But I’m too tired to move any longer, and sleep drags me under its blissful hold…
I drift into awareness for just a second as I’m lifted into the air. My brain struggles to understand how he’s doing it, carrying me as if I’m nothing, but then I’m placed on the bed and the only thing I can focus on is the feel of his cock as it slides into me.
Moaning, I give in to the pure sensation of being loved and fall back asleep as he fucks me.
The next time I wake, Khalid’s head is in between my thighs. I sigh as I thread my fingers through his black hair. An orgasm pushes me back into sleep…
He finally stretches out beside me, breathing heavily as he kisses my shoulder. I snuggle deep into his arms.
“I love you,kira.”
I mumble in drowsy response. “Mmmm.”
Thirty-One
HIM
The hum of magic in the air wakes me – Mom’s signal that dinner is ready so she doesn’t have to raise her voice. Now, it’s Micha who gives it given Mother’s curse, but it is hers all the same.
Opening my eyes, I smile at the sight of my girl in my arms. She sleeps soundly, brown tendrils of hair curling over her face. I brush them back, then lean in and kiss her. She sighs dreamily, her lips parting for my tongue.
Diving inside, I wake her gently, and when her eyes open to find me, a slow light fills them in relation to the curling of her lips.
“Hello, beautiful,” I murmur. “You hungry?”
She tenses, a blast of anxiety shooting down our bond. The urge to kill her mother all over again sits heavily in my stomach.
“I’m going to get us a plate and a box of strawberries for you to hold in your pussy. Then I’m going to eat themfor dessert.”
Her eyes widen on little pants. “That sounds like it’ll cause a yea–”
“I’ll never let anything hurt you.” Raising a hand, I wiggle my fingers. “I can make sure it’s safe with magic.”
She squirms as she looks at my hand, and I know she’s thinking about how it was inside her. My cock hardening, I kiss her again. Her rumbling stomach has me pulling back, and I hop out of bed to serve her.
I kiss her one last time after I pull on a pair of pants, then hustle downstairs to grab us dinner.
As soon as I step into the kitchen, the fucking table erupts in applause, the loudest clapper being Maddox. He hollers as he bangs the table. The twins, Enoch and Ezriel, sitting opposite him whistle. Micha giggles as she places a hand over her mouth. Varius glances at her before he digs into his plate, not partaking in the idiocy of our brothers.
“Where’s Scarlett?” Mother asks before taking a bite of her burger.
“Probably dead from all that screaming,” Rudy signs.
They couldn’t hear shit. I cast a silence spell as soon as we started. Flipping them off, I head over to the counter to make two plates. Homemade fries and two beef patties with cheese, onions, tomatoes, ketchup, and one thin slice of pineapple. Happiness flits in, doing a gentle dance in my chest at the sight of the fruit.
“What the fuck is that monstrosity?” Maddox says as he pushes in beside me. “Yo, ya’ll, come look at this.”
When I place the burger bun on top of it, Maddox tries to take it back off. My other hand grabs his, and he yelps as I squeeze his fingers, but that doesn’t stop the little shit from using his other hand.
I grab that one too as I glare at him.Only for Rudy to unlid the patty. He drops the bread upside down, making sure not to get the ketchup on the counter, then points at it with a smile. “That’s not right. You sure she’s human?”
“Fuck off, you two,” I say as I release my brother and reach for the bun lid to put it back on. Talon, Leno, and the twins have joined by this point, and they start ribbing me too. Ignoring the lot of them, I grab a box of half-open strawberries from the fridge and head for the door.
“You’re on call tonight,” Varius says right as I’m about to pass the threshold. “Xander has been in touch, but I don’t trust him not to run.”
I turn to face him.
“Xander?” Talon asks, freezing with a fry to his lips. “What’s he done?”
