Page 70 of Sins of Leo

Her smile was pure delight, and it almost made him come. She began to grind against him, swirling her hips, drawing him deep.

So deep.

Her breathing quickened, as did her pace. His hands on her hips helped her to keep moving as pleasure took over. She tightened. Squeezed. And when she came milked him hard enough he couldn’t help but come.

Came inside the woman who was always destined to be his bonded mate.

As they collapsed in a pile of trembling limbs, she huffed, “Sex isn’t supposed to be that good.”

He chuckled. “It is when you find the right person.”

“But why me out of everyone in the world?” she asked.

“Because you are the only star that shines for me.” Probably the most inane and sappy thing he’d ever said.

Yet she didn’t laugh. She replied with a soft, “You make me believe love can exist.”

“And you’ve given me a reason to live.”

A bell chimed, and Leo rolled out of bed. “I think that’s our cue to get dressed.”

They managed to be presentable when Sage arrived, holding Olivia’s hand. His daughter had been changed from the dull gray tracksuit to something pink and frilly.

Upon seeing Leo, Olivia beamed, squealed, “Daddy! Look at me!” and ran.

He’d never dropped so fast. He caught his daughter in a swinging hug, feeling his heart ready to burst. “Hey, baby girl. How was your snack and nap?”

“So good. The food here is so yummy. And look. I got a dress.”

Olivia got more than that. The apartment had a new door that opened into a little girl’s dream room. Canopied bed, a giant toy box, and bright colors everywhere.

“I love it!” Olivia exclaimed, whirling around. She skipped as she inspected her new bedroom until she paused by a kid-sized table with chairs set with a white rose-patterned porcelain tea set.

Leo’s daughter glanced at Ruth and shyly said, “Would you show me how to have a tea party?’

“I would be delighted.”

And that was how Leo ended up wearing a tiara, sitting in a tiny chair, holding a small teacup with his baby finger—since the others wouldn’t fit through the loop—having tea—grape juice—and cookies.

This warrior had never been happier.

And he went to bed with a smile. Woke with one, too. But that was Ruth’s fault. She had his cock in her mouth.

What a start to a glorious day. A glorious life.

EPILOGUE

Olivia adjusted quicklyto life in Babel Tower, and Leo overnight became a girl-dad, which meant she had him wrapped around her finger. Not that he really spoiled her—Tower took care of that—but if she said, “Wanna play?” he played. If she wanted a story, he read. Snuggling to watch a cartoon movie? He’d been missing out.

Even better, Ruth stuck around.

He’d not been sure she would. After all, with the relic taken care of, she had no reason to stay. He’d been a coward, though, and not broached it for a week after their return. In his defense, she didn’t bring it up. On the contrary, when Ruth wasn’t hanging out with him or Olivia—who’d taken a shine and opened up about her experience—she was in the library, usually talking to someone.

Not warriors, he should add. Tower had chosen to send her some of the other usually invisible inhabitants. Apparently, Tower collected people who didn’t fit in with modern society—those traumatized by a monstrous event, hybrids that didn’t have enough humanity to fit in, the specially gifted who struggled to cope—and many of them had issues that benefited from having a resident shrink.

Still, he had kind of kidnapped her from her old life, hence why he broached the subject finally after Olivia went to bed.

“So, I guess you’ll be wanting to go home.”

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