May

I flutter around Aldronn’s massive cock, stuffed full to the point of aching, and what a good ache it is. As soon as I come down from my peak, he starts moving, long slow thrusts that keep me hovering on the point of orgasm again.

“I love you,” I project directly into his mind, panting too hard to speak. “I love you. I love you.”

A wave of emotion crashes over me, filling me with all the love in his huge heart.

“My May. My bride, I love you more than I know how to say.”

“We don’t need words.” I send the emotion spiraling back to him, and love echoes between us, building in time with his thrusts.

His scent, leather and pine and him , fills me with each breath. I cling to his shoulders, spreading my legs wider, needing him closer, deeper.

Our minds join, more fully than ever, until the boundaries between us blur. I don’t lose myself in him. Instead, we combined to become something more, a being of pure love.

He fills me over and over, and I rock up to meet him. I never want this to end.

“I want to be yours, always.”

“You will always be mine.” His mental voice rings with conviction. “The stars can fall from the sky, and you will still be mine. A million suns can shine, and they will not rival the warmth and light you bring to my life. I love you with all that I am or ever will be. I’ll love you forever.”

“Aldronn,” I gasp. “I love you.”

I whisper it into his skin, kissing his chest over and over as the emotion flows between us.

“I love you, May.”

Then we’re lost to sensation, two bodies moving as one. The intoxicating press of his weight on top of me, overwhelming me, combines with his feeling of primal satisfaction that I’m small and underneath him, that my legs grip him tightly.

I experience the pleasure of him burying himself in my wet heat at the same time I feel how deliciously full he stretches me. I send back the delight that fizzes in my veins as his stud vibrates over my clit, as his piercings tease my inner walls.

He groans. “Goddess, the things you do to me.”

I can only cling to him and nod as the tingling warmth builds, brushing my lips over his skin, the salt of his clean sweat teasing my tongue.

“I can’t hold out much longer,” he growls, his hips speeding up. The tingling at the base of his cock grows urgent, sparking a similar tingling in my core.

I squirm against him, wanting his knot even though I can’t imagine him being any bigger than he already is.

“Come for me,” he commands, his hips snapping forward. “Come for me, my queen.”

He buries himself deep, his stud buzzing over my sensitive nub until I’m shaking with pleasure. Tingling warmth bursts into fire, burning through me and setting my nerves ablaze with sensation.

Aldronn roars, his own orgasm blasting across my senses like a supernova, kicking my own pleasure even higher.

We climax together, pulses of delight reverberating between us. Heat sears my chest. Then his knot swells in another bolt of sharp pleasure, filling me so full, I realize I’ve never been truly satisfied in my life. Until now.

Until him.

It’s far more than his knot—it’s the love that flows through our mental connection and the mate bond that solidifies between us, reinforcing the emotional bond we already share.

“I feel you everywhere.” My words echo between us.

“You are my everything,” Aldronn says.

He lifts up enough that he can look down at me, and a dark mark on his chest catches my eye. A crescent moon filled with an interlocking design covers his heart. “What’s this?”

“It’s a moon bound mate mark. It means the Moon Goddess—Titania—blesses our union.” His fingers brush over my chest in a little nip of pain. “You have one, too.”

I glance down. A solid crescent moon tattoo decorates my skin. “I like it because it links me to you, not because of her.”

“She brought us together,” he says. “Even if it was for her own purposes, she still gave me the best gift of my life when she summoned me to find you.”

“You’re right.” I cup his cheek. “I can thank her for that.”

Then magic plucks at his nerves, shivering through me until I gasp.

“Oh. My. God. What was that?”

“My premonition magic.” He stares at me, a look of awe on his face. His fingers tighten on my hip. “Can you tell what it was?”

“It was…” I bite my lip, trying to parse the intense feeling of joy, of future . Finally, I shake my head. “It was the loveliest of feelings, but I can’t make it out.”

“It was the strongest premonition I’ve ever had,” he says, his voice husky with emotion. “It was about our child, a little girl. We name her Hope.”

“Hope!” Tears well, running down my cheeks, and I can’t stop smiling. “That’s my mom’s name.”

“It’s beautiful and perfect, just as she’ll be beautiful and perfect, like her mother.”

“Me? I’m a mess.”

“You’re going to fill that little girl’s life with so much love and joy.” He brushes hair off my cheek. “And yes, even messiness, that she’s going to have the very best of lives.”

“Are we making her right now?”

He shakes his head. “We’ve got a little time yet, but that’s good.” Aldronn kisses me. “I want to have you to myself for a bit. I’m ready to practice this selfish thing you speak of.”

His hand slides around to my butt and pulls me tightly to him as he rolls us onto our sides. The knot shifts inside me, sending jolts of sensation racing along my nerves like mini-orgasms.

I clench, and his answering groan makes it clear he still feels pleasure as well.

“How long is your knot going to last?” I ask.

“Ten or twelve hours this first time.” He smirks.

I clench tight around him, making him groan, and say, “Then you better kiss me.”

And he does.

I wake in the morning fully satisfied and more than a bit sore from being knotted all night. No regrets. It turns out that you can orgasm just from being stuffed full with no thrusting needed—or at least I can when Aldronn’s stud vibrates over my clit and the pleasure of me clenching his knot tight echoes back from him.

God, I’ve gone months without orgasming as much as I did in one freaking night.

It was glorious.

Sunlight teases around the edges of the shutters, and birdsong and the sound of people moving around comes from outside.

I stretch across the bed, the furs soft and luxurious against my skin. There’s a warm spot beside me. Aldronn hasn’t been gone long.

He strides back into the room, wearing only a pair of tan linen pants. The soft fabric clings to him, looking even better than gray sweatpants would.

He carries a wooden tray, topped with a familiar paper cup. The heavenly smell of cappuccino with cinnamon jolts me upright, and I gulp down half of it before stopping to breathe.

“Oh, god,” I moan. “Please tell me I never have to go without coffee ever again.”

“We need to find a way to ensure you have coffee even when away from Olivia.” Aldronn sits beside me on the bed, and the rest of the tray comes into view, the surface covered with donuts.

I shove sugary goodness into my mouth and bite down, chewing enthusiastically. Mom’s treat parties gave me quite the sweet tooth, and orc cooking, while yummy, doesn’t have enough sweets. “Or we could kidnap her or knight her or whatever it takes to make her our personal chef.”

“Queen for a day and already abusing your power.” He smirks. “I didn’t know you had it in you.”

“You totally should have.” I point at him with my donut. When he snatches a bite of it, I yank it back, teasing, “Get your own.”

“Yours tastes better.”

I grin and bring it back to his mouth, loving the hot feel of his tongue licking powdered sugar from my fingers. We finish off breakfast like this, with me getting the first bite of every donut before feeding him the rest.

A loud pounding jars the shutters over the window, and Starfall says, “I know you’re awake. I can hear you.”

Aldronn’s lips twitch as he pulls a fur over me, and I tuck it under my arms to keep it in place. “Go ahead and open them. We’re decent enough.”

The wooden shutter swings open, letting in a wash of sunshine. Starfall’s head is a dark shadow against the brightness. “If you’re quite finished, we have business to attend to.”

“Already?” I ask. “Everyone in the alliance had representatives on site. They all saw everything that happened with the Moon Goddess.” Aldronn and I discussed an exciting new idea for Alarria last night, but we need to talk about it with our people before we take it to everyone.

“The dragons want to go over everything again.”

“Tell them we will have much to discuss… tomorrow.” Aldronn picks up my hand and presses a kiss to my palm. “Today is for my queen.”

My heart leaps at his words. I’ve been inside his mind. I know how much duty and responsibility drive him. For him to prioritize me means so much—it means everything.

I couldn’t love him more.