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“I really need to make a map,” I muttered to myself.

My father turned to me and brushed a tendril of hair behind my ear. “Thank you for letting me walk you down the aisle. It was one of the last human traditions I wanted to do. It will be a memory I will always keep.” He pulled me into his arms. I had to lean down to give him a proper hug. Tears sprung to my eyes, and I did my best not to sob when he let go.

Rune stood there awkwardly, putting his arm around my father. “When everyone is ready, we would like to visit more often, or you can visit us.”

I nodded and without reading the area around me, I bounded forward and gave Rune an extra big hug. I couldn’t call him dad, or papa, or other cringy words for another parent—yet. I wanted that someday, but more time, more patience to get to know him was in order.

“Thank you. Thank you for finding my father and making him so happy.” I rubbed my cheek against his, and he let out a sigh of relief.

“Thank you for letting me have him.” He chuckled and pulled away. “And before I forget, there is a basket from Calliope in the back of the cave.” He cleared his throat and nodded to Simon. “Good luck.”

Simon tilted his head in confusion.

We all said our goodbyes, as awkward as it still was.

I mean, we were going in there… to do it.

And they knew…

Simon grabbed me by the hand and whipped me around in front of him. He pulled me up into his arms, and I squealed in excitement. “What are you doing?” I wrapped my arms around his neck, my dress dragging behind us.

“Your father said I must carry you to bed.” He scrunched his nose. “I told him I was very capable of making sure you would not leave it as well. He did not appreciate my boldness.”

I choked on my spit and laughed while he took us behind the gleaming waterfall that fell into the clearest pool. The pool was crystal clear, reflecting the colors of the night sky and surrounding vegetation. Small bubbles rose to the surface, creating a shimmering effect as they burst.

When we ducked behind the falls, I expected it to be dark, empty of anything but maybe a bed or a nest, but I was sorely mistaken, just like any expectation I had in this realm. But this exceeded anything that I could imagine.

The vines of flowers hanging from the cave ceiling were a vibrant blue, their petals shimmering with a mystical glow. The mushrooms on the cave walls emitted a soft, bioluminescent light in shades of yellow, pink, and orange, creating a gentle and magical aura.

The air inside was thick with a sweet fragrance. It reminded me of a flower garden in full bloom, the flowers smelled delicate and sweet, like a combination of jasmine and honey. With the rush of the waterfall behind us, the scent of earth and dampnessmingled with the floral notes, creating a calming and enchanting atmosphere.

How was I to jump my mate when I felt like a gooey mess?

Good thing Rune rubbed some magic ‘no baby making salve’ on my stomach that would last me at least a few months.

Father would be pissed about that later.

Simon’s nose traced up my neck, his warm breath trailing down to the mark on my shoulder, and a spark of arousal hit me quickly between my legs.

Okay, never mind.

I let out a whimper of need as my thighs rubbed together to get some friction. Simon would have none of it as he kneeled on the mattress filled with blankets and pillows. The vines that hung over us had beautiful hanging moss that tickled his horns.

His nose flared, and my dress, which was slightly loose around my chest, tightened as my breasts felt heavy with the urge for him to hold them.

With Simon, it always felt like it was the first time. The way his dick would stretch me so wide, the thick veins on his shaft that would rub my clit. I couldn’t get enough of him.

And I needed him. Right. Now!

I felt my pussy dampen in an instant. Simon’s nose flared again, and a low growl reverberated in his chest. “Your pussy is so needy for me, isn’t it?”

I scoffed and shook my head. “No. I’m actually pretty tired.” I raised my hands above my head. “I think I’m going to just go to sleep.” I pursed my lips together to keep from laughing.

Simon’s ears twirled, and he narrowed his eyes. “I can smell your want and feel it in the bond, don’t you lie to me.” He lifted up his lip, showing off a sharp fang.

Oh yes, bite me, faun daddy.

I placed my hand on my chest and wiggled for him to let me down. “I would never do such a thing.” I twirled my fingeraround his bare chest. He was so chiseled, especially since we had bonded. I had wondered if it was because of the bond. Shifters become stronger physically..

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