Her Eyes of Emerald and Fire
And Gods, the way she tastes, the sweat on her skin when they make love, the wetness that pools between her legs, all of her.
He knows Ash feels the same, they love their mate. Every little detail, everything she classes as a flaw, is just another reason to love her. Now she’s a Demigoddess, a Phoenix. Sol’s her ancestor of some sort, and she’s taking it in her stride, for the most part. He feels her tense up, she hands him the phone back and stands to pace. They sit back and watch her as she processes. He can feel her getting angry, then she sighs pinching her nose, and shouts at the ceiling,
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