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Hawk wasn’t sure exactly why Cosmo would think it wasn’t, so he nodded, sweat rolling down his face as his hips worked.Real. Yes.

Really, that was the best he could do, right now.

A single tear rolled down Cosmo’s cheek, and if he had felt for a moment any hint of sorrow in the bond that was quickly forming between them, he would have stopped, but all he felt was this overwhelming, incredible joy.

It pushed through his chest, down deep into his gut, and ran up his spine to explode in his brain. He felt so much love already, and he barely knew anything about this wondrous fae dragon. He could only imagine what he would feel in a few years. Decades. Longer.

“Focus, dragon.” Cosmo laughed for him again, but this time, the sound was broken, husky, proving to Hawk how much Cosmo was affected by their lovemaking.

“I’ll show you focus.” Hawk went for a smile, knowing without question that it was more feral than anything. His dragon was so close to the forefront that it was almost tangible. The room was heating up, his scales were popping out, and the whole world smelled of roses.

The scent made him dizzy, and he breathed it in deeply. He thrust faster, his body on fire, his nerves firing rapidly. He could feel how Cosmo softened around him, then tightened, allowing him to push deeper and deeper inside, right to where his knot needed to seat. Needed to lodge.

Cosmo stopped teasing, stopped laughing, stopped doing anything that wasn’t focused on them and their pleasure. The pink body suffused with a darker rose, the beautiful skin almost glowing.

In this moment, Cosmo looked more fae than dragon, the lean features angular and hard with his need.

Hawk could feel it when Cosmo got close. His balls drew up, and his body tightened impossibly.

He grunted, his hips moving in tiny pops, his knot held deep and hard inside Cosmo. Hawk pushed a hand down between them, grabbing Cosmo’s cock to try to send him over the edge.

They needed to have this little death.

Cosmo roared when he came, his own personal fountain of lava pouring over Hawk’s hand.

That was all he needed, just that shove to come himself. To fill Cosmo’s body with his seed. He gritted his teeth, the scent of brimstone rising around them as he shot, his knot swelling more than he could even imagine.

So tight. Impossibly so.

His chest heaved, and when he collapsed, he rolled sideways, taking Cosmo with him so he didn’t crush him.

The magic seemed to coalesce around them. To lock them together, to lock them down on this bed, and he’d never felt anything like it.

He wasn’t sure that it was possible to feel anything like this with anyone other than this particular being. And he was ecstatic about it.

Hawk couldn’t stop smiling. In fact, his cheeks literally hurt from it, the muscles so unused to flexing that way. He’d been asleep so long.

“Beautiful dragon.” Cosmo smiled at him, eyelids heavy. “Cover us up. Let’s snuggle. It’s early.”

“What about breakfast?” he teased.

Cosmo waved one hand, the motion lazy and loose. “Someone will cook it. If they don’t, we’ll brave the snow and go over to Tyson’s. Let’s see if Helena will feed us. She’s amazing.”

“I have no idea who those people are, but I am willing.” He would follow Cosmo anywhere. Hellfire didn’t faze him.

They are friends. On the other side of the veil,Cosmo tilted his head, blinked at him.Do you know about the veil?

“I do…” He hesitated a minute. “Is the veil still open?”

“Is this a trick question? I’m way too into the afterglow to answer trick questions right now.”

Hawk frowned again, but it was all fine. Cosmo was right. Whatever was going to happen wouldn’t change between now and a couple of hours from now and breakfast.

Then he would discover what Cosmo meant, because if the veil was still open, then he could go back to Lunastra.

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