Page 273 of Sky’s Edge

Tanyn didn’t do that.

He shoved both hands under me, cupping my ass and yanking me into his mouth.

I couldn’t hold it.

Arching my back, clenching my hand in his hair, I came into that mouth, gasping.

As I drifted down, I felt his soft, affectionate licks between my legs, before he sensed I was in afterglow. When he did, tenderly, he tugged down my skirt. And even more tenderly, he slid me off his desk and into his lap.

“Feel better now?” he asked.

“You didn’t get anything,” I murmured, my voice hazy because the orgasm he gave me was so stellar, I was still in afterglow.

“That took my mind off things just fine,” he replied.

I pressed my forehead into his neck and burrowed into his body.

Gods, I loved him.

Down to my soul.

I had no fear around it now.

Fate. Destiny. Good luck.

Who knew?

I no longer cared.

We’d gone through the rite.

He chose me, and I chose him.

It was done.

And I’d found my one.

Tanyn gathered me closer and said gently, “I’ll talk to Jorda about time on Sigil. After you’ve fully handed over to Lua. Does that work for you?”

Actually, that would be perfect timing.

“It works for me,” I replied.

“Now, regrettably, we both have things to do.”

That was, indeed, regrettable.

“But I have a feeling I could swing a booking at my favorite restaurant in Abyssinia for tonight,” he said.

I lifted my head and fluttered a hand to my chest. “Dear me, Your Majesty, are you asking me on a date?”

His lips twitched. “Yes.”

I batted my eyelashes. “I don’t have a thing to wear.”

“I’m taking that as a yes, we’re going out to dinner tonight.”

Tanyn and me doing something normal, like your average, everyday couple courting?