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Epilogue

Zark

Eleven months later…

Freya was in bed nursing our son. Vrehx’an Keddet was just three months old and he was already eating so much. He was greedy boy, just like his father, but he was healthy. And his mother was too.

I turned off the lights in the house, switched on the lamps, and came to join her on the bed. I kissed our son on top of his head of thick black hair and then kissed my mate on the lips.

“You look so sleepy, my love. I wish I can do that for you,” I said.

She smiled. “You’ve done enough. Dinner was delicious.”

“I can be the chef of the house tomorrow too, just tell me what’s on the menu.” I leaned back and folded my hands behind my head.

“Waffles and syrup for sure for brunch,” she said. “As for the rest, surprise me.”

“Got it.”

“I was meaning to tell you this morning. Your uncle came buy and brought a second bassinet for Vrehx’an. Isn’t that nice? Now we’ll have two. We won’t have to move them about.”

“He did say he was making things. We do need it.”

“He’s so happy for you. He keeps building things for this little guy. Sooner or later, we’ll run out of space.”

I recalled a conversation I had with the King a long time ago and said, “No need to worry. I’m working on a podhouse plan right now. When I’m done, you can have a look and see if you approve of the layout.”

“I’m sure it’ll be fine,” she said. “As long as I can take hot baths…just make sure you make room for a bigger tub to fit your whole body and mine. I want to take long steamy hot baths with you. I’ll be your personal masseuse if you comply.”

“Hmmm, sounds like a plan.”

“Well, the little soldier is sleeping. Your voice works every time.”

Freya removed a sleeping Vrehx’an from her breast and then put him down in his crib. When she came back, she cuddled up against me. “Now it’s time to please you.”

I grinned. “I thought you forgot about me.”

“Never.”

Our kissing and make-out session turned into much more. For the past few months, we’d been taking it easier since she’d given birth to my son. But neither of us could keeps our hands off one another.

“I love you, mate,” she whispered.

“I love you, Freya.”

I turned her over on her side and entered her from behind. Our lovemaking was slow and steady, but our passion remained out of this world.