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He sighs and drops back on the bed to stare at the ceiling.
“Meh, a good start,” he finally says and I let out a heavy breath of relief. It’s a good start and I’ll never catch up.
“Tell me I’m the number one hubby and the doggo is number six.”
“Kimi is my number one hubby and Ben is number six.” I faintly hear Ben laugh about it from his room next door.
“That’s right doggo! Suck hind tit!”
“Why is he number six and not two?”
Kimi glares at me, “Mitri is second, always. It doesn’t matter how many times it breaks; it still counts. Besides, who else would get along with all three of them and go back for more? That’s insane, sugartits. You need help.”
“I do,” I completely agree. He’s… going in order. Shit, he knew who I would bond with and when. “You’re first and last.”
“Good, I can’t haul around the emotional weight of more people.”
“You’re not hauling shit. If they fuck up they can fix it.”
“They suck at it and I’m number one, give it up or start crying to win, wifey.”
“No. I said I wouldn’t and I’m doing my best to stick to it.”
He sits up and frowns at me. “How much do you remember? Obviously the wooing but what else?”
I tell him. I also told him the fact that it was a dream for me while it was a vision for him.
“You mean I could have had all this sooner if I bought some melatonin to dose you with? What the fuck?”
“Right?” I shrug helplessly and look around at all of the stuff on the floor. “Did you not like these? I can take them back.”
“Do not touch my stuff,” he hisses, suddenly in my face.
“I won’t if you like it,” I press my nose to his stubbornly.
“I love it. I said it was a pathetic apology, not throw it away.”
Kimi logic.
“No one’s allowed to call you anything but Kimi. Anyone who disagrees goes voiceless until you say they can speak again.”
Both brows rise at the statement and he starts his soft purring. “Go on.”
“I want to find a way to get back to your world so I can kick your brother in the balls. The royal one,” I sneer.
“Mm-hmm,” he’s trying not to smile, I can tell.
“The truck is full of fireworks for just-in-case purposes.”
“Who are we killing?”
“I dunno,” I shrug. “But I like being prepared. I also bought gas cans and filled them up for Wednesdays.”
“Ok, you’re getting it,” he lets the smile free and it’s insane and menacing but it’s mine.
“The brownies have all your favorite flavors of ice cream and they say they’ll keep it in stock. There are over seventy types of nacho cheese and chips too.”
“Who likes nachos that much?” He asks and looks horrified. He’s eaten all of the baskets they brought in. I’m not falling for this one.
“You do and I’m supporting it one hundred percent,” I remind him.
“Test passed,” he says with a smile.
“I bought us matching shirts. Yours is I’m with stupid and mine is I’m stupid. It’s all misspelled too. I had to order it though so it’s going to be a few days.”
He starts laughing and falls back on the bed.
“It will never be enough but I won’t stop,” I assure him and his laughter peters out as he watches me.
“I won’t, Kimi. Pinky swear.” I offer him my pinkie and wait.
“What if you forget?” His eyes narrow with mistrust and I nod.
“Melatonin and sleep potions. Possibly a club. Mitri’s old enough we should be able to find one.”
“Swear,” he twists his pinky around mine with a smile.
I start cleaning up the mess a little while he watches me, his tail swaying languidly across the floor. He trips me a few times and I laugh about it instead of getting pissed.
“This honeymoon period is nice. What’s next on the list?”
“Sex,” I say in the blandest tone possible.
“That should have been first!”
He tackles me to the ground with a snarl and I laugh until he crushes the breath out of me.
He bites into my shoulder with elongated teeth to hold me still as I squirm.
“Kimi? Air?”
He gives a snort and lifts but doesn’t let go of his teeth’s grip. He hasn’t broken skin but he’s close to it. His tail winds around my waist and lifts me with him until we’re both resting on our knees. I’m in his lap, rubbing my butt against his erection when he reaches around to shred my clothes off. It happens so fast that I’m naked in a blink of time.
I gasp in a breath and reach for his tail. His teeth release me and he hisses from behind my head, the sound feline and full of frustration. The end of his tail winds around my wrists, holding them pressed together, and yanks up. I rise above his lap until I’m on my knees, the rest of my weight suspended by my arms.
I’m surprised more than anything else and soaked as I wait for what he’ll do next. This is definitely a Kimi is in control situation.
I’m helpless as the sound of more ripped clothing reaches me and a hand pushes my knees farther apart. His thighs settle in between mine and the slack from his tail eases me down until he’s pressed against me.
His hands clasp my breasts, playing roughly with my nipples and his teeth sink into the back of my neck as he tilts me forward.
“Kimi?” I choke out and lose my breath as he thrusts inside.
I cry out at the rightness of it. Like my body has been waiting for his for eons and he’s finally come home.
He doesn’t pause to reflect. He powers into me as if this might be the only time he gets to do this and he doesn’t want to waste a second of it.
A claw scrapes over my belly and retracts so a finger can play with my clit. That’s all it takes for me to cum. I gasp his name and try to move with him but I’m caught and completely at his mercy from his hold.
He keeps going, snarling, and then purring. The vibrations add something to his movements and his fingers don’t relent as he thrusts.
Our bodies slap together with his rough pace and his teeth begin to tighten down more. He breaks skin and lets out a heavy snarl as he cums.
His movements slow and he releases me to lick across the wounds. His tail lowers my body to the floor and he follows without disengaging our bodies.
“No foreplay?” I gasp in a breath as he tends to the wound he left.
“Hundreds of fucking years and you expect foreplay? What the fuck wifey?”
“Worth the wait?” I chuckle and his face draws away me.
He’s taking a concerning amount of time to think about it.
“Eh,” he shrugs. “Give me about five more times and then I’ll decide.”
I can’t yell at him because he begins moving again without another word, striking a spot deep inside that makes my eyes roll back with pleasure.
I’ll yell later.
***
Sometime later I notice something odd. I can hear everyone downstairs talking. Is this how Ben feels? It’s weird and creepy.
“That’s the last of them,” Aodhan sighs and drops into a chair. I can hear the wood creak under his weight.
“Everyone sent back to their rightful homes,” King agrees serenely. “No more missing.”
“And we aren’t TGT agents any longer,” Mal says with a happy rumble.
“Our lack of Delegates isn’t a bad thing, either,” Ben adds. “I’ve gotta call Mom. She’ll be excited I actually got full once.”
“The Goddess is fully gone?” Mitri’s flat tone asks.
“Yeah,” Mikey says in excitement. “The necromancer put her in the gem and he says she can’t escape.”
“Do we trust that?” Mal asks warily. I’m so glad he figured out how to change back on his own.
A silence descends.
“I do,” Mikey snaps. “That guy was awesome! He was like bam bam! Go into the light and she did!”
“When will Beatrice’s healing wear off of him?” Ben asks with exasperation.
There’s a lot of grumbling as they debate about it.
“Forget you guys!” Mikey cries dramatically. “We won and we have killer trees around the house for protection! It’s so amazing. Bea is going to love it!”
He did it. He convinced poor Melisande to make killer trees. That are sentient. I wonder how she feels about that.
“How is she?” Aodhan asks and Ben makes a thoughtful noise.
“She didn’t dream at all. She’s awake now but she hasn’t moved yet.”
“Will she be alright now?” King asks softly. I almost miss the words.
“Her mind will never be quite right now that she’s attached to Kimi,” he lets out a low snarl of anger. “But she’ll be fine otherwise.”
“Meh, meh, meh,” Kimi mutters in a whining tone next to me. “They’re never satisfied, sugartits.”
“Bring her down here, Kimi,” Ben snarls. He doesn’t raise his voice, but I can tell he’s looking at the ceiling because the volume has increased.
“No. We’re cuddling.” Kimi replies and buries his face in my hair.
“Fuck your cuddling, I want to see my mate!”
“Is this how it feels to be content?” I ask quietly. I send that feeling down the bonds and get a lot of happy responses. It feels like they’re surrounding me with love. All except for two of them. Mitri gives me a wave of possessive need and Vendetta sends back scorn.
Everything is right in the world.
“Meh,” Kimi replies. “The next wave is coming.”
“What?” My tone turns sharp with dread.
“Plan F.U. is on the rise,” he starts chuckling.
It takes me a second and then I start laughing with him.
19. Watcher in the Sky
Scilla
I have always held a soft spot for immortals. Tiny specks in the grand scheme of things perpetually stuck in a state of animation. They make the best playthings, and the entertainment feeds itself indefinitely. My King will be well pleased with this one.
I stare into the bars of the cage with Beatrice hovering at my side.
“Good?” She gives me her adorable little wince and I grace her with a fond smile. She is one of two beings that are rewarded with my affection, yet she spurns me for it.
It’s a heady sensation that will not end. Ever if I have my way. Which I will.
My attention returns to the cage as I purse my lips. This one is almost fully formed again. When he is removed from the nullifying cell his consciousness will return and I can begin.
I’m tempted to walk away simply to provoke my sweetmeat, but this one has irritated me beyond the stars.
How did this disgusting little speck find my book? My experiments far exceeded any gross imaginings he could conceive of.
My pet would call him a ‘poser’.
I don’t mind sharing my knowledge. However, I would prefer they actually be adept. Or at least entertaining. This being is neither.
“Have you heard about the portals?” I ask her simply to delay and build her anxiety. Our rapport is so rewarding.
“Yeah. People falling through spots and disappearing. We’re on it. Is this good or not?”
Her frustration is heady.
“What would it be like do you think? To travel to an entirely unexplored dimension. Forced to survive by your wits.”
“It would suck, Scilla,” she tells me darkly.
She doesn’t understand yet. The constraints of staying on a single planet for an unlimited amount of time until the job is done. It can be boring. She will understand in a few thousand years I’m sure.
“We need to hurry this up, OK? The guys are going to come back soon and I need to heal the brownies you infected.”
“Hmm,” I dislike time constraints.
I turn towards the entrance of the well-maintained torture chamber to watch the glory of my King descend.
My sweetmeat goes silent as she begins to tremble. Her reaction is stimulating enough to make my breath catch. She has a tiny bit of my King’s word inside her that she cannot purge, and the knowledge makes me bubble with happiness.
“Astrid,” the Unspeakable One says affectionately. “Your name has many meanings; did you know that?”
Her awe and terror leaves her speechless as the figure approaches.
“Beautiful goddess. Divine beauty. And my personal favorite, star-like in radiance.”
The Unspeakable One leans over her to grace her with attention.
“Will you resist me always? A fun game. My Scilla has their work cut out for them, eh?”
Malignant laughter crowds the room and I smile with delight.
“Now. What do you have for me?”
I gesture towards the cell with a low bow. “Beatrice offers you this, my King. An immortal fit for your perusal.”
“He seems a little unkempt.”
I rise to my height to open the door and drag the speck to lie under my King’s gaze.
He reforms quickly while we watch. Beatrice is so lost in the wonder of my King that she doesn’t notice.
Makarov stands and his eyes go straight to Beatrice. His obsession. Blech.
It will never match the fervor my King is capable of.
“Ah. A fine specimen indeed.”
The immortal turns to my King with a sneer, and I laugh at the foolishness of it. “And you are?”
“Your King. This one will delight me. Well done, Astrid.”
Makarov scoffs with scorn and I lean close to whisper into his fragile ear.
“Tell me, love, do you like plays?”
Epilogue - O’ Death
Maxx
The gravity crush of pure power wakes me.
My chest struggles to rise under the pressure.
My eyes flick to the right but Collin sleeps peacefully, unaware of the danger.
Movement takes my attention elsewhere.
Neon-pink eyes stare at me from the darkness as a shadowed figure approaches. It doesn’t act stealthy. It’s utterly confident in its stride as it nears.
The faint light of the window illuminates a male with a black diamond tattooed over one eye and lid. He doesn’t have much of an expression as he walks towards me.
Without a word he plucks the gem from my necklace, undoing its spell to keep it attached to me with laughable ease.
He holds it up into the light and peers through the red diamond as if he can see the tiny figure held within.
“This is what the problem is. How fuckin’ stupid can this get?” He grumbles.
He paces away from me, and a rift opens for him to pass through. It lights the room well enough to see a blue-haired male grinning happily at me. He gives me two thumbs up as he backs away to follow the pink-eyed male.
“Thanks for this, man. You did a great job. Get some sleep. Oh, and great pajamas!”
The portal closes, gravity reasserts itself, Collin snuffles in his sleep, and all falls still again.
SPOILER ALERT!
You skipped to the end.
You did it!
I knew you had it in you.
Welcome, dear reader, to the spoilers.
Like all good people you’ve gotten bored and just want it to end. Or you’re excited and hate foreplay. I feel you.
Anyway! Here’s what you’re missing!
Drum roll, please!
Ahem!
Mal gets mad and whiney.
King acts like a fuckwad.
Mitri shoots stuff.
Aodhan loses his temper.
Ben is the bestest doggo evers. Yes, he is!
Sugartits panics. A lot. Like, an unnecessary amount a lot. And beyond. Think anxiety times fifty billion and that’s our sweet Bae.
Explosions.
Doves.
Talking that nobody cares about. You know, the usual.
This whole book has a lot of inconsistencies, you know? This should have been a short story.
Hear me out.
I should have shown up and killed GV2 right away. Bam, ending.
Or we got to the TGT house and Bae healed Mitri and he killed everyone. Bam!
What if Ben wasn’t sugartit’s mate? Hello, Leng cliff diving. Bam!
All sorts of stuff could have ended this super-fast, but no, we had to have a long-drawn-out series of books. I even stopped reading so I could leave you this helpful guide. Not enough chapters with me in them.
All I’m saying is it’s over. Done. Zero left. Go out and set something on fire. It’s way better than finishing this.
Kisses!
K I M I
P.S. Stop saying it like Kimmy. It makes me sound like a tool and I’m the best one out of this entire damn series.
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