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“I’ll let you get some rest so you can heal up,” she says, licking her lips as she stands up. “We’ll continue from here when you’re all better.”

I just stare at her in awe as she skips to the door and closes it with a shy smile.

I’ll get injured every night if I can come home to that.

This castle will never be the same.

Chapter Eight

King Cassius

“Wake up, Tovik,” I say, kicking the bed.

The brute has almost slept the entire day away. I let him heal up, but the pink scars on his chest and stomach have vanished. His shifter healing is back in full force. The Hollowborn venom is gone from his veins. It’s time to get up and show our girl a good time.

He opens his eyes and darts up. “Is she here?”

I grin when I see the excitement on his face. I don’t think I’ve ever seen him like this. He’s normally quite grumpy when he wakes.

“She’s at the stables,” I say as I throw him some clothes. “She would like to go for a ride.”

I’d like to ride her, but that time will come. For now, we must do what we can to make her feel comfortable in her new home. We want her staying for the rest of eternity.

Tovik throws on his clothes and doesn’t even complain when he buttons up his shirt.

“Do you need to eat first?” I ask him as we hurry out of the room.

“I’ve barely been able to eat since she arrived,” he says.

I stop Tovik in the hallway, looking around to make sure we’re alone. I need to be honest and upfront with him. I don’t want anything to be hanging between us. No lies. No deception. The three of us must be open in every way with the honest truth.

“While you were patrolling the border,” I say. “Vaela came to my office. I… had a taste.”

He runs his hand through his dark hair as he listens. “Her lips?”

“Yes,” I say, my heart thundering at the delicious memory. “And… her pussy.”

His mouth curls up into a smile. “Did you make her scream, Cassius?”

“The gods themselves heard her crying out,” I say, my body flooding with relief. “I’m sorry if I should have waited, Tovik. I could not resist.”

“I understand,” he says, slapping a heavy hand on my shoulder. “The temptation is too great.”

I nod, about to leave, but he stops me. “She came and visited me too.”

I throw my head back and laugh. “Our mate is a naughty little minx, isn’t she? What did you get up to?”

“I was soaking in the bath,” he says with a deep raspiness in his voice. “She cleaned my chest.”

“And?” I ask, leaning forward.

“She made me cry to the heavens as well.”

I grin as I shake my head. “Her mouth?”

“Her hands,” he says with a shiver. “It was heavenly.”

“I can imagine,” I say, wishing I was there to witness it. “Should we come up with rules?”