Betrayals of Spring (Forever Fae #2)(71)
“I thought we were in a hurry,” I urge playfully.
He gazes down at me and smiles before kissing me tenderly on the lips. “Are you ready now, my love?” he asks.
“Always,” I reply softly.
He enters me gently and we both sigh in contentment. He settles his weight above mine when he enters me fully, and I’m filled to the core. I groan in pure bliss as he moves his body in and out of mine in slow delight. I wrap my legs around his waist, holding onto him tightly, and enjoying the feel of him inside me. His long, black hair caresses my face as he kisses my neck and bites gently along the lines of my collarbone before slowly moving down to my breasts. I run my hands down his back and I pull him in tighter against me. My body is on the verge of exploding until Kalen slows his pace and lifts his eyes to stare into mine. As much as I don’t want to stop, I know what we have to do now.
Kalen’s voice is full of love and devotion when he vows, “You will always and forever be mine, my love. My queen, my lover, and my…wife. Amin mela lle ilyamemie ar’ ten’ oio.” (I will love you always and forever)
Tears begin to burn my eyes as I hear him say the sacred vow. His bond is sealed on his part, so now it’s my turn. I take his face into my hands and I stare at him lovingly in the eyes.
“And I will always love you, Kalen. You will forever be my king, my lover, and my...husband. Amin mela lle ilyamemie ar’ ten’ oio.”
He kisses me fiercely as the bond begins to take hold. The magic flowing through our bodies opens my senses and I can suddenly feel the land changing below the ground and spreading throughout our court. It fuels our hunger for each other even more making Kalen move faster in between my legs. Sweat glistens our bodies making us glide together in perfect harmony. His arms hold me tight, and the muscles in them flex and strain as he works hard to hold himself up while moving his hard body ravishingly into mine. We both moan in pleasure until the sensations of orgasm have me arching off the bed. Kalen grips me tighter with a fierce intensity while we’re both lost in the sensations of our heightening climaxes.
Sighing in delight, Kalen collapses on top of me, still hard between my legs but satiated. I’m trying to catch my breath and inhaling as much air as I can muster when I happen to notice the changes going on around us. The flowers in the cottage have all doubled in size and their colors have magnified to more vibrant ones. A golden mist swirls about the room and as it comes closer to my body I see that it absorbs into my skin. The magic of the mist is the brightest and purest energy I have ever felt in my life. I can feel the land celebrating its joy of mine and Kalens’ union. The land is happy and strong, and it warms my heart to know that I helped save it. Kalen still has his head down and hasn’t noticed the amazing display of magic swirling around us.
“Kalen?” I whisper.
“Hmmm,” he replies.
“You have to see this,” I insist.
He lifts up on his elbows and looks around the cottage. His eyes go wide in amazement and he stares around the room open-mouthed and speechless. The golden mist swirls around his body and he sighs as it absorbs within his body and soul. He smiles down at me, but then gasps when things begin to change. I look down apprehensively until I notice what he’s in awe at. I stare in utter astonishment at the changes to my skin. Both of mine and Kalen’s skin have taken on a shimmery golden glow. The golden mist not only absorbed into our bodies, but has taken on the shimmery glow on our skin as well. I wonder if all Spring fae will have this happen or if it is just mine and Kalen’s body that will go through this change. I guess we will find out soon enough. Calista and Ryder had been blessed with crowns of vines and berries, but this must be the land’s way of claiming us as the Spring fae.
A tingling sensation around my wrist draws my attention. I stare in awe as markings begin to appear across the expanse of my left wrist. The word “Taris” is written in the Old Fae language across my wrist meaning “Queen” and is surrounded by tiny flowers and vines that wrap all the way around. The marking is absolutely stunning. I peer up at Kalen and he’s just as mesmerized by this turn of events. I search over his body and as soon as I look down at his wrist the markings begin to appear. In the middle of his left wrist the word “Arann” appears in the Old Fae language meaning “King” and is surrounded by the same pattern of flowers and vines as mine. The Land of the Fae has unusual ways of marking its king and queens, but I couldn’t have asked for a more glorious declaration.
“How do I look?” he asks, excited. I didn’t think he would be so excited to have golden skin and flowers covering his wrist, but he’s actually filled with joy at having markings of the Spring Court on his body.
“You look amazing, my love,” I reply joyously.
Kalen bends down to kiss me which then begins another round of passionate love making. Every moment we have missed being separated we have now made up for in this one night. Our long night of love making has made us fatigued, but fully and completely satisfied.
Kalen is asleep beside me and as I stare at him I silently thank the heavens and the stars that I was able to save him. He is my love, and the keeper of my heart. The land belongs to us, and we belong to the land. The Spring Court has now been formed and I will take my place as Queen just as Kalen will take his as King. We will make this Court the strongest anyone has ever seen. When the final battle comes...I will be ready.