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My dragon replied with a deep growl and stood. He gripped my hips hard and yanked me to the edge of the bed, then positioned himself and slammed hard into me.

I cried out with the force of being claimed that way.

My body was so slick and ready that it sucked him in with hardly any pain.

I loved the way he seemed to fill me to my limit, though, having his way with me and pushing my insides to exactly where he wanted them.

The joy of it all was so overwhelming that when I tried to cry out his name again, the sounds I made were filthy and wonderful wordless cries of surrender.

“Mine,” Emmerich moaned, adjusting so he could brace himself above me, our bodies nearly touching.

His thrusts increased in intensity, as did the sounds we both made, until with a blast of pleasure that I could feel both within my body and through our bond, his knot swelled, locking us together, and his cum gushed out inside me.

It was the highest sort of communion. I threw my arms around him and held him tight until his thrusts slowed.

Even then, his knot remained wide and hot within me, locking us together.

The emotion that rushed at me through our bond was so intense that I didn’t care we hadn’t had a breeding orgasm together.

I was already bred, so the only thing we needed was the intimacy of coming together.

It took me several more minutes of lying in my alpha’s arms, the two of us joined together, aftershock orgasms thundering through me, before my mind was capable of functioning again. I was happier than I could remember being as Emmerich rolled to his side and cradled me like I was a part of him.

I loved being joined with him. I loved the way he flexed his hips now and then, testing how firm his knot still was.

Each time he did that, I had another, powerful, aftershock orgasm that left me panting and moaning.

After a while, I was convinced he was doing it to give me as much pleasure as he could.

“I could watch you orgasm forever,” he growled, nuzzling the side of my face, after yet another glorious rush of pleasure. I’d lost track of how many aftershock orgasms I’d had.

“I wouldn’t object,” I panted. “I just want to be your plaything forever.”

Emmerich chuckled low in his throat and stroked a hand over my side. Even that sent me spilling again. I couldn’t remember ever being so sensitive to touch or so eager to react simply so my alpha could see and feel it .

His stroking continued. It was like he wanted to learn my body, now that we finally had a chance to be together for more than a few minutes in the middle of a field.

It was everything I’d dreamed of for the last year.

I didn’t even feel sad or afraid when he traced his fingertips down the long scar line across my chest.

“It will fade with time,” he said, dipping to kiss the top few inches near my shoulder.

“I’m not sure I want it to fade if you touch it like that,” I said, grinning and mischievous.

Emmerich chuckled and rolled me to my back again.

His knot had finally gone down and he’d left my body.

He was still buzzing with amorousness, though, and even though my heat had ended as abruptly as it had started, I still felt frisky, too.

Especially when Emmerich continued to kiss the line of my scar all the way down to my belly.

He paused over the distinctively larger bump where our egg was now definitely growing inside me.

“How does the baby feel?” he asked. I could sense the depth of his concern through our bond.

“It feels wonderful,” I said with a smile, stroking my alpha’s head and running my fingers through his hair.

Emmerich kissed my bump again then looked up at me. “I pray that pausing you for a year didn’t harm it,” he said. “I…I should have checked into that more before doing anything.”

His worry was sweet, but I knew in my soul that it was unfounded. “It feels fine,” I said, pulling him slightly so he knew to move up my body until our faces were at the same level. “I think I would know if something was wrong.”

Emmerich smiled down at me, then dipped to capture my mouth in a long, sensual kiss. “I knew you were the right one for me,” he said, then kissed me again. “I sensed in my soul that you were my fated mate from the moment I laid eyes on you.”

I hummed happily, loving the sensation of my big alpha’s body on top of mine. “I knew you were for me the moment I saw you, too.”

“It feels different, doesn’t it,” he said, rubbing the tip of his nose against mine in a gesture that was so adorable I almost laughed. “No other omega has come close to inspiring these sensations within me, inspiring this love, although a few have desperately wanted to.”

“They weren’t your fated mate,” I said, feeling cockier about winning my dragon than I should have. “I am. You’re mine.”

“I am most definitely yours,” Emmerich laughed, then sank to his side on the bed, rolling me with him. “You are the one and only master of this dragon. I am your obedient servant.”

I laughed, so filled with joy that I couldn’t make any other sound. “I felt very much like I was your slave just moments ago,” I said.

“You were,” Emmerich said with pretend seriousness. “And I was yours. We will spend the rest of our very long lives being each other’s slaves and having our ways with each other.”

I laughed wickedly, circling my arms around my alpha and surging into him for another kiss. I loved everything about Emmerich and the way he felt, physically and through our bond. I couldn’t have been happier if I’d tried.

Except for the niggling reminder that there was a war going on in the other world I belonged to. I could bask in the glow of love with my dragon mate all I wanted, but it didn’t change the fact that my father’s forces were on the verge of winning a war our side couldn’t lose.

I begged those concerns to retreat to the back of my mind for just a while longer. There would be a solution to the war, but for the moment, I deserved an hour or so together with the alpha I’d waited to long to make my own.