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And then his scent hit him, and Alec’s stupid mouth watered. He couldn’t help it, though. The Kríe smelled unexpectedly good. Like golden-brown marshmallows over a campfire.
“Bellah kai.” Zercy smiled warmly. “Your gods must long to see your face.” “They’re my home.” Alec held his gaze. “Maybe I’m theirs, too. Maybe they miss me… like I miss them.” Something dimmed in Zercy’s eyes. “I would like to be your home. If you left me, I would miss you more than they.”
A slow, wordless exchange between two star-crossed souls who couldn’t be more different—but fit perfectly.
“You are everything to me,” he rumbled. “I want you to know this. That I put you above all I hold dear. Nothing means more to me. Not my kingdom. Not my crown…” His hips started to move. His black lashes fluttered. “Not even life, or Nira herself. I live for you.”
And just like that, the world around them melted out of existence as the Kríe king’s full attention fell back to his mate. His mate.