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“Remove my dress then.” She didn’t care how he got it off as long as it was gone—now.

In answer, he drew up her dress, agonizingly slow. She pulled it from her body and lay completely bare before him. He’d seen her several times like this, but somehow it felt different.

Ozma placed her hand against his heart, feeling the thudding pulse against her palm. “Do you really like me in my true form?”

Jack tugged his tunic up and over his head, then rested his chest against hers, their hearts beating in sync. His warm skin ignited hers like a flame held to a candle. “How could I not?” His hands shook as he held her. Jack had never been nervous about anything.

“Why are you trembling?” she asked, wondering if she’d done something wrong.

“I lost the house you built for me,” he whispered, his voice cracking. “That was the important thing in my satchel.”

Ozma’s hands trembled then too, because he had always loved her as much as she loved him. “It doesn’t matter. A house is what you make of it.” No longer was she worried about what he would think about her body, or if he would compare it to her old one. She knew he would love it regardless.

She reached between them, unlaced the tie of his pants, and shoved them down. Jack kicked them off the remainder of the way until there were only their bodies sinking into one another.

Jack slowly kissed the place at her neck, grazing it with his teeth, and sending a shiver through her from head to toe. He again drifted to her breast, her navel, until his lips connected with the tender spot on her inner thigh. Her hands entwined with his soft hair, wanting him to come closer, to taste her.

As his hot tongue stroked her center, an intense feeling swarmed through her that she hadn’t expected. It was much different than having a cock—more intimate, as his tongue pressed inside her, swirling, licking. Her nerves lit up, creating their own blue starlight. She tried not to moan too loud as his lips moved between her folds. Ozma’s hands tightened in his hair as his rhythm picked up—she didn’t want him to stop. Not now. Not ever. But she wanted something else—harder—to fill her.

“Jack.” She lifted his head from between her thighs, his lips shiny from devouring her. “Give me everything.”

His gaze dilated with understanding. “Are you sure? We don’t have to yet.”

That was true. They were on a ship, behind stacks of crates, with guards above them. But she was used to sneaking around with Jack and them pleasuring each other in secret places, hoping not to be discovered. “It’s been two years. I’m plenty ready.”

“As you wish.” Jack grinned mischievously, his wicked tongue traveling up her stomach as he planted kisses. His lips closed around her nipple, sucking and licking. Her body tightened with need as he moved to the other one, repeating the motions before coming to her mouth.

She gently bit his bottom lip, making him groan as his lower body drew closer. The tip of his cock skimmed her entrance, and her center throbbed at the caress. A nervousness poured over her as it had when she’d done this the first time with him as a male. But yearning overpowered that. His hardened length pushed into her, the pressure causing her to gasp, her back arching.

“Are you all right?” he asked, his thumb brushing her cheek.

Ozma nodded and Jack pressed farther in, little by little, stretching her until the pain relinquished. Her gaze held his as he slowly moved. Then, when she needed more, she gripped his ass, urging him on.

Jack smirked. “I knew you would get tired of this pace.” He rolled his hips forward, shaking them both, filling her with pleasure. He thrust again and again, her legs wrapping around his waist as he drummed into her, until she needed even more.

She rolled them over to his back, her legs now cradling his hips. They stared at each other, his hand cupping her breast, his thumb drawing subtle lines over her nipple.

Holding back the desire to grind her hips forward, she leaned closer, kissing him ever so gently on the lips. “I love you,” Ozma murmured, her breath striking his mouth.

Before he had time to return the sentiment, Ozma rolled against him, his cock rubbing her center in a delicious manner. This position was new for her, and she wasn’t sure if she was doing it right. As if knowing what she needed, Jack gripped her waist, helping her ride him with steady back and forth motions. When she became more attuned to it, confident, she arched her back, rolling her hips in slow circles, over and over.

Their pace kicked up, faster and faster until a strong heightening sensation, enveloped her, consumed her. She had to control herself from screaming Jack’s name as a blissful wave of pleasure stormed over her. Ozma’s body shook as miniature earthquakes rocketed from her center to her toes, her fingertips,everywhere. But she didn’t stop, not until Jack also felt the beautiful euphoria.

A moment later, Jack groaned, seeming to hold back his shout too as his cock jerked inside her. Before pulling out of her, he sat up, holding her against his chest, both breathing hard.

“I love you too.” He pressed his lips to hers in a delicate kiss and smirked. “My queen.”

Rolling her eyes, she rested her forehead on his. “My king.”

Chapter Eighteen

Jack

The ship gently rocked beneath Jack and Ozma. They’d both dressed quickly after they’d finished fucking in case anyone came back downstairs, but Jack wished circumstances were different. He wanted to learn every curve of her body with delicate touches. To brush his fingertips over her bare back, her shoulders, her arms, her breasts. To skim his lips and tongue over her collarbones and up the side of her neck. He wanted to feel her heartbeat beneath his hand as she calmed after they fucked.

A queen.

He winced. Was he really up to the task of ruling the land of Oz at her side? On one hand, it felt almost like protection. A shield for the future if they were lucky enough to win. After everything Mombi had put them through, he desperately wanted that. But… Ozma was a queen. A literal queen. With subjects to rule and laws to make and everything else that came with that.

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