Free Prince of Passion by Donna Grant Page B

passionate as their desires soared.  
    Though he wanted to lay her down and pleasure her body for hours, it would have to wait. He ended the kiss and leaned his forehead against hers.  
    “We’re in Drahcir,” he told her.  
    She grinned, her eyes round. “Truly? You did it, Keiran. Just as I knew you would.”  
    “Nay, love. You did. You ended the curse.”  
    She glanced away. “It was the hardest thing I’ve ever done, leaving you. She had bespelled you to sleep through our conversation, but she swore you wouldn’t remember me.”  
    “I didna at first. Aimery helped me realize that I had found you, and once I remembered you, it broke the pact you and Saynarra had. You returned to me, but she used her magic to make you sleep for eternity, never waking.”  
    “She’s the Tnarg,” Senga said.  
    Keiran nodded. “She showed all of Drahcir. Aimery caught her and brought her back to their realm for trial. She was put to death for her deeds against humans.”  
    Senga bit her lip. “Is that what broke the spell?”  
    “Nay,” said a voice behind them.  
    Keiran glanced over his shoulder to find Aimery. “Then what broke the spell?”  
    “Saynarra did it,” Aimery said. “I begged her to lift it, but she refused to answer me. I think she had already removed the spell before I asked.”  
    “Had she agreed, would it have saved her life?” Senga asked.  
    “Aye.”  
    Keiran frowned. “Then why did she no’ admit it?”  
    “I think she wanted to die,” Aimery said and walked to a window. “She turned from our ways. Evil had sunk into her soul, and she was tired of it. She wanted freedom. The only way to do that is death.”  
    Keiran wrapped his arm around Senga. “I’m sorry she’s dead, but I’m glad she released Senga.”  
    Aimery turned to them and smiled, his hands clasped behind his back. “I suppose this means you’ll be keeping the crown?”  
    Keiran chuckled at Senga’s furrowed brow. “Aye, I will.”  
    With a nod Aimery walked to the door. “I’ll inform both sets of parents. Prepare for an invasion of the family,” he said before he walked from the room.  
    “You were going to give up your rightful place as heir?” Senga asked.  
    He nodded and kissed her again. “Without you, I’m nothing.”  
    “Can this wait?” Lucian said as he strode into the room with a bright smile. “I saw Aimery in the corridor and he told me the news.”  
    Keiran groaned. “Can you come back in a bit?”  
    “Nay,” Lucian said with a chuckle. “I want to meet my new sister-in-law and the future queen of Drahcir.”  
    Keiran rolled his eyes but couldn’t stop the laughter that bubbled up. Just the day before his life had been filled with despair, and now as he gazed at his beautiful mate, the future stretched ahead of them, leading them who knew where.  
     

 
     
    Epilogue
     
     
    Two weeks later…  
     
     
    Senga’s hands fisted in the covers, her back arched as she moaned. “Keiran, please,” she begged.  
    He didn’t lift his head from betwixt her legs as he continued to lick her sex, teasing her clit until she was writhing and breathless. Every time she neared to peaking, he would stop and fondle her breasts or kiss her.  
    “I need release,” she cried out.  
    He chuckled, the sound vibrating against her sex and making her grind against him. His finger pushed inside of her, stroking her slowly at first then increasing his tempo as he added a second finger.  
    “It’s too much. Ah, gods, Keiran,” she moaned. She was so close to orgasm, the tension inside of her strung tight as a bow, aching for release.  
    Just when she thought he might give in, he flipped her onto her stomach then lifted her to her hands and knees. His large hands rubbed over her bottom, cupping and spreading her cheeks as he rubbed his cock against her.  
    “I love your bum.”  
    Senga was beyond words. She tilted her hips, making her bottom rise in the air.