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Authors: Tamara Rose Blodgett

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Julia sighs as pain and intense pleasure mix, opening her eyes to see his.

Scott silently gazes down at her.

“I feel you—how hard you are, how much you want this,” Julia whispers.

“You have a small idea.” He places Julia's hand on his length.

I can't take all that
. She gives him a sly grin.

He smiles back
. You seemed to do pretty good last time.

Julia's face flames to life, and she laughs softly, giving him a squeeze.

Scott gasps, his stomach muscles clenching and releasing with the sensation of her hand on him. “I'll go if you keep up your handiwork.”

“Nice pun, husband.”


My king
,” he corrects, the corners of his lips twitching.

Julia pouts a little. She squeezes him again then rolls to her knees. They face each other on the bed, though he's so much taller, she's really eye level with his chest.

Julia runs her free hand down the smooth muscles of his chest, trailing her fingers back and forth between the discs of his nipples. They harden, and she lays her head against his heart.

He rolls his hand down her damp hair. “I love you, Julia.”

She does something she hasn't tried before, pushing the brunt of her feelings in a tight knot toward him, through Scott. His eyes widen, and his hands slide from her upper back to the lower, convulsively tightening.

“Ah,” he says in soft wonder. “That's how you feel?”

Julia nods, biting her lip. Her feelings are so profound and intense, it's easier to just
think
them through the connection. Words are insufficient.

When Scott reciprocates, her core pools with moisture. His arousal and want of her is so acute, it incites the reaction of desire from her even more strongly.

His eyes darken. “Lie down.”

Julia does without hesitation. They're not in a bunker and desperate to survive. It's a new chapter, and Julia feels a fresh boldness.

Scott parts her thighs with two strong hands. His fingertips softly brush her entrance, and Julia pants, wanting more and remembering what's already happened.

Julia doesn't tell Scott what she wants. Her emotions swarm through them, and they both tense and relax with the sensation of their connection.

He folds over her body, fingers digging into her thighs, and Julia softly shouts, “Yes!”

Her fingers grab his head as Scott dips into her folds, gently pulling apart the slick skin of her arousal.

Julia sits up as Scott jerks her hips forward. “Ah!” she yells, hanging onto his shoulders as he licks first one fold then the next.

When his thumb presses on her clit and begins to slowly churn the tiny bundle of nerves, Julia's orgasm crashes into her like a river of pleasure, chased by Scott's arousal and happiness over her reaction.

“Please,” Julia whimpers as he looks up. She latches onto the muscular globes of his butt, gathering him closer.

Her channel pulses for him. To be filled. To be owned.

Scott seats himself between her legs and rocks slowly inside, stretching her.

Julia squirms beneath him, loving the sensation of him inside. He's large, and she tries to adjust her hips.

Scott stills. “Am I hurting you?”

She smiles.

“So I'm sort of a full meal deal?”

Julia pops her hips forward, and the smirk becomes a slack-jawed look of surprise. “Don't do that, Julia. I won't last.” His voice is part chastisement and part pleasure

Julia laughs softly, dancing her hips under his slow, precise thrusting. Finally, he bottoms out inside her and groans, pressing his forehead against hers. Their bodies lock together as though they were made for each other.

They are.

“I don't want this to end,” Julia says, gasping as he moves inside her.

“Me, either, but you keep moving like that—and there's no way.” Scott feathers a trail of kisses along her throat then moves inside her again and again.

“Julia,” his voice tight.

But she already knows. His orgasm shivers through them, his last thrust buried inside her so deeply it's as if they're one body. One mind.

One soul.

Scott's release brings hers, and Julia calls out his name. Their mutual pleasure mingles until neither know where it began and where it ends. They hold each other for a long time, heartbeats slowing to a synced rhythm.

“Will it be like that every time?” Julia asks softly, stroking his back. He plays with a lock of her hair, the tips dry inside his fingertips.

Scott's jaw jerks back, and he grins. “Wanna see?”

She does.
Her answer flows through their meld.

Scott gathers her close.

EPILOGUE

One month later

 

“Ready?” Scott asks, and Julia nods, letting out a protracted exhale. “Hey. Come ʼere.” He pulls Julia against him, shielding her with his much larger body.

He leans away slightly, thumb lightly stroking the wetness on her cheekbone. “You know I won't let anything happen to you.”

She nods.

“So why the tears?”

Scott delves deep. Her psyche's an open book to him. After four weeks of living with her as her husband, Scott is even more pleased that destiny gifted Julia to him. He doesn't deserve her.

Yet she's his.

“I don't want to leave,” she admits.

“I feel that.” He gathers her small hand against his chest then leans down so they’re looking into each other's eyes. “We have to address the spore. I've already told you, my Combatant side is uneasy about the thing being inside you. I can't relax until it's outta there.”

Julia nods slowly.

He feels her emotions through their bond.

“We can't start a family until that little piece of evil is gone.”

“I know,” she leans her forehead against his chest.

“Besides, you know we have to go to faerie anyway. You made the promise to Tharell. Ultimately, you made it to faerie.”

Julia shakes her head. “I don't know what Singers, if any, are going to want to possibly align in arranged marriages with the fey. They're very different from us.”

He tips her chin up. “But compatible.”

“True.” She gnaws on her delectable lips, giving Scott ideas. She giggles. “Quit that, sex demon.”

“Speaking of…” Scott raises his eyebrows, the standing question between them.

“Yes!” Julia says, trying to pull away, but Scott holds her close.

“Repeat after me. Praile can't find me as easily without the spore.”

She frowns. “Stop.”

Scott scowls, letting his displeasure flow through their bond. Normally, he shields Julia. It's his role. But right now, he can't rest easy until that thing's out of her. And Victor said the fey would have the answer.

He's never wished more for his father's advice than he does now. Marcus would have known just what to do.

But fucking Praile put an end to a lot of the wisdom of their race through his lackey, Tony. Now it's up to Scott to close this loop. This tiny possibility that while Julia holds the spore, she's somehow made more vulnerable; he can't let that potential exist.

The evil seed only remains dormant because of their meld.  But that doesn't satisfy Scott. He wants it gone.

“The fey have powerful magic.”

“And you're sure there's no Singers that can expunge it?”

Scott exhales harshly. “No. All our talents are more about manipulating environment. Except Healers. And they're not equipped to address problems from other realms. The origin of this fucking thing isn't even from here.”

He steps away, hands trailing from her hips, and paces in front of the mansion.

“I'll go,” Julia says quietly.

Scott turns. “You know I wouldn't press this if I didn't think it was important.”

“I do know that.”

He walks back to Julia, takes her hand, and raises it to his lips. Scott kisses her knuckles then lays the side of his face against the back of her hand. “I understand how much you like how things have settled here. How unsettled your life's been these past three years until now.”

“Almost four,” she corrects.

His eyes move to her features, taking in the gorgeous glow on her skin, eyes like whiskey fire, and a body that rocks his world.

“What remains of the Combatant, Region One, and all of Two will stay behind. We know what to look for. One is fortified. Vic's got it.”

“But where's Praile?” Julia asks.

Scott feels the fear inside her words.

“If he was going to come back, he would have. That's part of why I want to get this out of you fast.” He moves his palm to approximately where the sword pierced her during the battle at Two. “Let's not make it easy for that fire dick.”

Julia's smile is faint, but it's better than nothing. “Okay.”

“And,” Scott says with a coy tone, “it won't be too shabby to see green boy, Jacqueline, and Delilah.”

“I want to know where the others are, like Reagan.”

“Julia—” Scott groans. “We can't save the whole damn bunch of supes.”

She kicks a stone with the toe of her sneaker just as their car pulls up. The sleek black SUV resembles a vehicle straight out of a spy movie.

Scott knows Julia's not quite used to the queen bit, but since she was hurt back at Two, she appears to appreciates the extra protection. Still, she's grown complacent with the meld, knowing all Scott's emotions and being telepathic enough to embarrass him sometimes.

Julia would be blind, deaf, and dumb not to know the depth of his feelings for her. She senses their bond in her dreams, she told him.

Victor hops out the front of the vehicle and opens the center door of the souped-up rig, and Scott leads Julia to the black vehicle.

Their reflection shines back at them.

Her reluctance thrums through their connection, and he empathizes. She's had a fucked-up last few years. And One is the first place she's felt at home in a long time. Caldwell's death, Praile's pursuit, the massacre—she’s been through enough to make a sane person rethink things.

The soul-meld has repaired a lot of the damage, but not all. Scott's got her back.

And a ton more.

He grins, slapping her lightly on the butt as she hikes herself in, shooting him a glare. But he sees the smile around the edges of her lips.

It'll be okay,
he says through their meld.

Scott will make sure of it.

 

 

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