The Magic of Eternity (Emerald Lakes #5)

by Britt Andrews

Was the hero of this story really a black mouse with the soul of Napoleon Bonaparte? It was looking more and more like yes, yes he was the fucking hero.

saw the horror of what you suffered through, géant. You are the bravest man I’ve had the pleasure of serving with and as such, I’ve made sure to shit all over Asrael’s food that gets delivered to his quarters. Works great as he has a love of freshly cracked peppercorn. Blends right in,” Napoleon bragged, and winked. Fuckin’ winked. I snorted a laugh, unable to stop myself, but I still grimaced when the humor faded.

need you, Saige. I’ll always fucking need you.” He kissed my shoulder, his breath fanning over my skin and causing goosebumps to erupt. “In the darkness, you’re my sunshine. You’re the sun at dawn, chasing the shadows from my wicked soul. I love you, and I’m so sorry, kitten.”

“Well, if you’re not jealous then I’ll just go ahead and—” He didn’t get to finish his sentence because I launched myself at him. I slapped his dick and pulled his boxers back up over it, then shoved a finger in his face. “This is mine. No other female will be seeing it in this lifetime or the next. Understand?” His pupils dilated and glowed orange as we stared at each other. “Did you just slap my dick? That really happened just now?”

“The fact that you’re surprised right now just tells me I haven’t tossed you around the bedroom nearly enough. Once these girls are born, I’ll be sure to remedy that.”

The contraction built, and I grimaced. Why in the hell was I being affected like this? Was I going to experience what vaginal birth felt like through my dick? No, no. I can’t do it.

“I knew you’d agree with me. I never saw myself being sexually involved with a demon who has a loose butthole, but here we are.” He clapped me on the shoulder and sauntered off to the bed. “What the fuck?” I cursed and glanced over to Sloane, Kai, and Cam. All three of them were shaking with laughter, trying to be quiet. I stormed over to them. “My butthole is not loose. Keep laughing, fuckers. One day, we’ll have a tightest butthole competition, and I guarantee you that I will win. It will be a whole event!” They laughed harder, and Kai grinned. “Did you hear that, guys? He wants to have a hole event.” “Oh, I heard. I bet there’ll be some tight competition.” Sloane smirked at me. I leaned down and whispered, “Okay, you shits. Laugh all you want... but mark my words, I will win by a wide margin. There’ll be no stretching the truth then!” I flipped them all off and stormed away to their roaring laughter.

The others were helping Saige back into position when I heard the tiniest little coo I’d ever heard. My heart melted into a puddle before I even laid eyes on her face.

“That is… the most disgusting— I... Oh no.” Cam leaned over and threw up next to the bucket holding the placenta. “No, Cam. No, I’m a sympathy puker. Don’t do this!” Kai shouted, covering his eyes and ears with his hands. Cam stood and wiped his mouth, his face void of any color. “Did you just vomit?!” Goldie screeched into the blanket, going to roll onto her side, not realizing the two idiots behind her hadn’t moved the bucket yet. As she moved, the entire thing tipped and the placenta splashed out onto Cam and Kai’s feet. “Fucking hell!” Sloane shouted, watching the entire thing with shock. “It’s like… a big, bloody pancake thing,” Fischer noted, unhelpfully. Cam grunted something, and his eyes rolled back in his head. “Fuck, he’s going down!” Faris was behind him in a flash, holding Cam up just enough to soften his fall. “Yep. He’s out cold,” Baby Fang observed casually. “Was it the puke or the placenta, do ya think?”

“It feels like I’m swimming in a sea of sadness without a life jacket. Like, I’m trying very hard to stay above water… but sometimes it would be easier to stop kicking because I’m just so tired. But I’m scared to sink.” Slowly, Kai began brushing my hair with a wide tooth comb, working the conditioner through that was still in there. “You might feel like you need to sink or swim. That’s black or white thinking. You’re forgetting you have a third option.” I looked back at my shifter, confused. “What do you mean?” Kai leaned in and wiped my wet cheek, pressing a kiss to my forehead. “Float. There’s nothing wrong with biding your time and resting. Just float for a while,