Fated to the Queen
Magnus licks his fingers clean while we watch, not wasting any of her juices.
“That was amazing. Thank you, Kimarhi.” I’m glad he looks blissfully content from having this moment with her.
“Magnus, remember the terms, and we may call on you again,” I say in a moaning whisper as they kiss. I only hand him Kimarhi’s shirt, and he dresses her in it, kissing one last time. Once Kimarhi parted from him, I nodded again, motioning for him to leave.
“Make sure to take your things from before, no evidence,” I add.
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