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CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR

A day of drama, trauma, and revelations, had overwhelmed the city, turning into an impromptu party of sorts as the public gathered to gossip about what had just taken place. It would be talked about across the system, and they had been part of it.

As for those directly involved, it was also a time for celebration, and as the new owners of the former chancellor’s estates and assets, Maria and Zepharos found themselves hosting a party for their friends, though it was actually arranged by the staff of the estate they had retired to.

Maria was so pleasant to them, they were more than pleased to help out.

And when Ziana came by, they all gathered together to arrange the festivities.

It was something Ziana already did on occasion, and she was well known and well-loved among the commoners, for she was formerly one of them who now treated those supposedly beneath her as equals.

And if Maria was her friend, she would undoubtedly be a similar boss.

It was only a few hours later when she declared that all indentured staff were freed of their bonds but welcome to stay as paid employees if they so wished, proving their estimation of her correct .

The food prepared was nothing short of epic, and with Heydar reconnected with not one but two of his men after their horrible capture by the Raxxians, the mood was that of a joyful reunion.

And one was bonded to a human, just like he was?

Fascinating. And the other was dating a magistrate? Equally unexpected, but in a good way.

Valin was also welcomed with open arms, though it took a little getting used to as the hulking Dohrag half-breed still bore the reputation of his people.

But he overcame that handicap in short order, and as the evening wore on, they all relaxed into the kind of familial comfort only found among the closest of friends.

“You know, you two are quite wealthy now,” Ziana said. “Any idea what you’re going to do with all this newfound money and power?”

Maria stood and stepped forward, raising her glass high. Zepharos watched her lovingly, giving a nod of encouragement.

“We’ve only just stumbled into this impossible new life, but Zeph and I have an idea. It’s kinda crazy, but I think you’ll like it.”

“So spill already!” Darla heckled with a somewhat inebriated grin.

“Well, we were thinking. We have titles now. Land holdings. We’re freaking elites, crazy as that sounds.

I mean, we went from living in the middle of nowhere to this, ” she said, gesturing to the opulence surrounding them.

“And we’ve found more survivors of the Raxxian abduction than we’d ever hoped for.

And we’ve learned there are even more out there. ”

“And?” Darla prodded with a chuckle. “Is there a point?”

“ And , yes there is a point. So, the thing is, we submitted a formal petition to the Dotharian overseer to make these grounds a sanctioned safe haven for any human victims of the Raxxians should they be discovered without runes. It’s the law that everyone has them, obviously, but given what happened, and the tangible proof that those in our situation can be taken advantage of, the overseer said he would look into it. ”

“Wow, that’s fantastic!” Ziana exclaimed. “It could be amazing if that comes together.”

“Oh, I didn’t finish. The Dotharian was quite taken with our story.

He said that while there is a firm law regarding possessing the runes, there is a rare and ancient text describing what can only be translated as sanctuary .

He said it’s all but forgotten, but he just so happens to be a scholar of ancient Dotharian texts, and as such, he is in the unique position to unilaterally decree this one estate a sanctuary.

It only applies here, mind you, and the others will take time, but it actually went into effect immediately.

So, it’s not a question of what might happen. It kind of already did.”

Ziana looked utterly shocked. “Holy shit, that’s incredible! You’re amazing, you know that?”

Zepharos grinned wide. “I tell her that on a regular basis.”

“Oh, you,” she said, leaning over and kissing him hard, their attraction so strong it was palpable in the air, their Infalas both glowing within their shirts.

Heads turned when a new guest arrived. A familiar face, though the hunter-tracker’s attire was far different.

He was clothed as a civilian, and quite a dapper one at that, a bottle in one hand and flowers in the other.

He bowed low as he made his entrance, nodding to the group, then heading straight to the couple.

“For you,” he said, handing Zepharos the bottle. “The finest Solaxian Ale. I know it cannot make up for what was done to you, but I hope it can be a start.”

Zepharos nodded, accepting the gift. “You were doing your job, and yet you risked your own life when you saved mine. You are not only free, but also a friend, always welcome in our home.”

Maddix’s lips curved in a faint smile. He then turned to Maria. “And for you, beautiful flowers for a beautiful lady.”

Maria took them as he bowed. “Thank you,” she said, then noticed something hard wrapped in the bouquet. She reached in and drew out a wicked-looking dagger, sharp and deadly. She raised a brow in surprise.

“I thought it fitting. You are far more than just a pretty face, after all, and I hope this helps provide you protection, should you ever need it, though I do not think you will have much to worry about with your mate by your side.”

She flashed the blade around then re-sheathed it in her flowers. “You’re quite a surprising man, Maddix.”

“I’ve been told as much,” he said with a laugh. “Now, if you don’t mind, I would love to get to know these fine people better.”

“Not us?” she joked.

“You two? Oh yes, and I look forward to it. But for the moment, don’t you and your newly bonded mate have some unfinished business? I see your Infalas glowing. You know you do not have to play host. This is the Infala bond. Everyone understands its needs.”

Maria and Zepharos glanced at one another, then the faces of their friends surrounding them. Nearly all were also Infala bonded, and they’d been there too. And all of them had the same expressions. One that said, “Go on, we’ll be fine without you.”

Zepharos was on his feet in a flash, swooping Maria up in his arms. “Come on.”

“I thought you’d never ask. See y’all in a bit. We’ve got some, uh?—”

“We know! Go on!” the group shouted back amidst peals of laughter and merriment. “Have fun! ”

The couple was gone before they finished their sentence.

Fortunately, the chancellor had hired quality architects, and the doors were sturdy things.

If not, Zepharos might have accidentally knocked them off their hinges in his haste, slamming them behind them as he carried his love to the master suite’s bed, all clean and fresh just hours prior thanks to the estate’s staff.

“Too many layers,” he grunted, literally tearing Maria’s top off while she struggled with his trousers.

“I need you.”

“I know.”

“I mean right now !”

“I know !” he growled, tossing her back onto the bed and yanking her bottoms off, climbing on top of her as she pulled his straining cock free, guiding it home like a heat-seeking missile.

“Fffuuuck!” she cried out as he penetrated her, the sheer overload of sensations blasting through her to the core.

“Yessss!” he moaned, equally overcome by this new layer to their already impressive sex life.

Talking about the Infala bond was one thing, but experiencing it firsthand? It was like describing the ocean to a man who had only known desert. You simply had to see it for yourself.

He thrust hard, feeling the way her G-spot rippled as his cock slid across the cluster of nerve endings, her pleasure now his completely, their sensations utterly shared as one, making the whole experience even more intense than they ever thought possible.

Faster he pumped, driving into her with almost blackout desire, his need for her so strong.

Maria’s hands grabbed his ass hard, pulling him deeper with every thrust, his pelvis hitting her clit just right, sending jolts of incredible bliss shooting through her body as her climax began to build as she processed not only her own sensations but also the feeling of his cock’s sensitive nerves as it slid deep within her, sharing his feelings as he shared hers.

Zepharos reacted subtly, adjusting his pace to match her needs. Her wants. His tongue dancing with hers, breathing her in as she breathed him, sharing more than just air and fluids, but their souls, their hearts, the power of their union finally becoming cemented in place by this glorious union.

Maria’s body tensed, her head thrashing side-to-side. “More! More!”

Zepharos was more than happy to oblige, pounding her relentlessly, both of their bodies seemingly immune to chafing or pain.

All they felt was the most divine pleasure building up within both of them, a white-hot ball of orgasmic energy circling through them both, filling their bellies with heat and static charge.

Maria felt his balls tighten as his climax neared, sending her right over the edge, her own orgasm bursting its dam and flowing free the second she felt the first hot gush of cum inside her.

They came in utter unison, their sensations mixed as one, both blind and deaf to the world.

All that mattered was them. This perfect moment. Their love, and their lust.

Gradually, they began to come to their senses, locking eyes with the same thought.

“I’m not done with you, Mister,” she said, shifting her hips and rolling him on his back.

She slid off a moment to take his cock in her mouth, savoring their shared juices and the feeling of the salty, hard length against her tongue. But it was too much, her desire too strong. In a flash she moved up his body, lowering her trembling pussy onto him and taking him deep.

“That’s it. My man,” she groaned as she picked up her tempo. “All mine. ”

“Forever,” he replied, eyes closed, head back as his love rode him through more pleasure than he’d have thought possible.

Their Infalas were positively glowing now, powering their consummation to even greater heights, its energy uniting them to the core.

Maria’s pussy spasmed hard, clenching him deep inside her as another orgasm blasted through her.

Zepharos came immediately, a steady stream of hot cum filling her up as she milked him until he could take no more, then took him even farther over the edge, their orgasms linking and crashing over them one after another until their bodies simply could take no more.

At least not for a few minutes.

Then they did it again.

And again.

All night long they reveled in their lovers’ delights until finally, utterly drained in the best way imaginable, they happily drifted off to sleep in each other’s arms, the bond complete, and their souls united.