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“N-no.”

He planted a heated kiss on my lips, his tongue thrusting into my mouth, tangling with mine. “Hush, sweetheart, I’ll get you there,” he promised.

He moved away from me. I opened my eyelids to find him ripping himself out of his pants. His proud length sprang free, and I groaned with appreciation. I stretched my arms out to him, beckoning him to me. He gave a soft smile and stretched over me again. I wrapped my arms around hisneck, toying with his hair—sifting through the soft strands. His shaft lay across my abdomen, nestled between our bodies.

He angled his head and captured my lips in a passionate kiss, and I opened for him, drinking him in—taking my fill. My tongue thrust out to twine along his as I moaned into his mouth. He tasted of cinnamon musk with a hint of spice, earthy—divine. I’d never tire of kissing him. I felt as if I could stay wrapped in his arms, in this bed, for time eternal.

Then, he slipped his hand down and adjusted himself. I felt the proud crown of him press against my sex. A guttural exhale whooshed from my lungs as he seated himself to the hilt in one fluid motion. I threw my head back, delightful tingles streaming down my spine as I was filled with him. So full it bordered on the edge of pain—a mingling of pleasure and hurt.

Drake bowed his head, his brow resting against my collarbone. “Stars damn,” he breathed, his voice thick with desire. “You’re so tight.”

I tugged my fingers into the smooth muscle of his back; my fingernails sank into his bronzed skin. “You feel so good.”

Drake pressed a gentle kiss to my collarbone in response. Then he moved.

I bucked my hips to meet him thrust for thrust as we rose together towards a glorious end. In my mind’s eye, I saw the mating bond. The cord burned a brilliant amber on my end, melding into a cool amethyst; it twisted and curved, fusing together—the bond closing. It snapped into place with enough force to cause my spine to arch back. A brilliant ring of crimson glimmered like tongues of flame right as an earth-shattering orgasm ripped through my body.

Holding onto Drake, I screamed my pleasure for the world, my walls tightening on his shaft. Drake threw his head back and roared, his own release chasing mine straight down the cliff. When I finally dropped back into gravity, and the world around me righted itself, I lay sprawled across the bed, Drake’s heavy body crushing me. I was too sated with pleasure to mind. Sweat dampened our skin, the cool kiss of air a delicious reprieve.

After a long moment, Drake rolled off of me onto his side. He reached out and drew me to him, tucking me against his chest. Our legs entwined together, his arm wrapped around my bare hip, my hands pressed onto his solid chest. I lifted my chin and peered up at him through half-lidded eyes. Sleep called to me. Drake lowered his head to press a gentle kiss on my brow.

“Sleep,” he whispered to me.

And nestled in the warm, protective cocoon of his arms, I surrendered to sleep.

CHAPTER FIFTEEN: THE SUMMER PALACE

EMBER

“This might feel weird but bear with me,” Drake told me.

I stood in front of Drake inside his quarters the next day. With the mating bond now complete, Drake had acquired the necessary power to cast the spell that would turn me into a summer fae. I squirmed, not quite sure how I felt about a spell being cast upon me. Then I felt the slight ache between my thighs at having been taken so thoroughly the previous night. Guilt burned a hole through my belly that I had willingly lain with Drake that I had enjoyed sleeping with him. By the way, Drake had taken me, I knew he’d enjoyed it too.

I tried to push away the sweet nothings he had whispered into my ear, into the farthest part of my mind. It wasn’t important. It didn’t mean anything. I nodded at Drake, signaling I was ready. Drake’s eyes glowed with power, his hair whipping about his shoulders in a non-existent wind. A white ring appeared beneath his feet; ancient runes etched into it. A mirror image of the ring blazed under my feet. Igasped, instinctually backing up, but my body couldn’t move. It was as if my feet were rooted to the floor.

I felt my muscles lock, my tendons pull—the joints throbbing. I grit my teeth as I felt the raw energy spiral inside me like a hurricane. Every cell in my body vibrated and contracted, then swelled to near bursting. I gasped in pain. Stars burst behind my eyelids, and my head became airy. Just when darkness was rimming my vision, the power funneling through me abated, a calm settling in.

My eyelids fluttered closed as my knees buckled and I crumpled. A strong arm wrapped around my middle, breaking my fall. A hand brushed the stray hair out of my face. My eyelids cracked open to peek up at Drake’s face. Anxiety etched his features, his brow furrowed.

“Are you alright?” He asked.

I nodded my head weakly. “I…am fine.” I managed to get out. I could taste a metallic-like tang in the back of my throat. It must’ve been the aftertaste of magic.

“If you’re certain,” he said, his tone saying otherwise.

I made to stand, and Drake helped me to my feet. Once I was sure my legs would not give out, I asked, “Would you help me into the bathroom so I can see myself?”

Drake nodded, and with a strong arm secured around my waist, he guided me into the adjoining bathroom. My eyes flitted to my reflection. I gasped softly. Instead of brilliant auburn locks, my hair shone like the sun, blond locks cascading over my shoulders. My blue eyes were a lighter shade, more of a baby blue hue. What was the most startling were the twin points at the tips of my ears that peeked through the curtain of hair. My stomach pitched, and my mouth filled with saliva.

I stared, slack-jawed, at my reflection. Drake eyed me carefully as if he were waiting for my sanity to fracture. I closed my mouth with an audible snap and swallowed.

“Well…this is different,” I said numbly.

Drake nodded, removing his arm from my waist as I leaned over the counter to get a better look. “This is exactly what we want, right? To get you into the summer palace.”

I gave a hard blink, finding my resolve once more. “Yes,” I said. I faced Drake. “Let’s go save our daughter.”

The two guards stationed at the massive doors stared at me, their severe expressions causing my stomach to drop in trepidation.

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