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Sasha loved.
Sasha's heart hurt, and depression weighed him
down. Only the idea he might find Randy made getting out
of bed worthwhile.
"We found him!" Tian marched into the office, his
silver hair tousled by the wind.
"Randy?" Sasha jumped to his feet.
"No, Ustin. He was caught at Blood Jumpers on
Fifth and thrown out. If we hurry, we can probably catch
him."
Crushing disappointment sent Sasha back to his
chair. It hurt to breathe.
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"Oh, snap the fuck out of it already," Tian growled.
"If he were dead you'd know. Now get off your ass and go
kill your brother. You're projecting enough negative energy
to cause mass suicide if you don't do something soon. No
one wants to come to our club because they start bawling as
soon as they walk inside."
"Fuck you," Sasha said. "You wait until you find
your sun and then you can criticize."
"Hell, you didn't even have to find him. He came
gift wrapped to your doorstep like a damn birthday
present."
"That doesn't make him any less mine," Sasha
snarled.
"No, it makes you a lucky, self-pitying bastard."
Sasha was out of his chair with his hand around
Tian's throat before the other vamp blinked. He shook Tian
and slammed him into the wall. "If I find out anything
happened to my beloved, I'll kill you just for fun."
Lifting his closest friend by the neck, he tossed him
across the room, pleased with the crunch Tian made when
he fell. Straightening his shirt, Sasha marched out of the
room. He glanced down at his clothing. Yes, black would
do for his brother's execution.
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* * * *
"Wake up!"
The shouting in his head made Randy sit straight
up. His stomach lurched, and the room spun around him.
"Shit!"
"Easy." Rael wrapped a supportive arm around him.
Randy breathed in the clean smell of the fae. How
had he not noticed how delicious the guard smelled before?
Turning his head, he buried his nose in Rael's neck.
The fae froze. "Wh-what are you doing?"
"You smell so good." Randy slid a hand up Rael's
muscular chest, his palm brushing across a stiff nipple.
Warm, hard, and smelling delicious his favorite
type of man. Randy's hand slid behind Rael's neck. "Kiss
me."
"Oh, hell no!" Vallin shouted.
Rael was grabbed from behind and yanked away
from Randy.
"That's not even funny, King Drein," Vallin said.
"Keep your hands off Rael."
"Why? It's not like he's claimed or anything."
Rael turned to Vallin. "Yeah, I'm not claimed. I
could fuck Randy through the cot if I wanted to or maybe
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let him fuck me."
Vallin glared at the fae. "Or maybe Sasha will smell
his lover on you, drain your body, rip you apart with his
bare hands, and dance on your entrails."
Rael paled. "Good point. Sorry, Your Highness."
At Sasha's name, Randy pushed his consciousness
from behind the foggy mass covering his mind. "Sorry,
Rael. I would never intentionally hit on you. Not that you're
not gorgeous or anything, but you know& " He waved his
hand ineffectively.
Laughing, Rael let him off the hook. "I know. You
belong to Sasha, and I'm sure right after we had sex I'd feel
really guilty. Ouch!" He glared at Vallin. "Stop pinching
me!"
"Then stop mentioning sex with other men."
Vallin's scowl reached new levels of fierceness. Fascinated,
Randy watched to see if the vein throbbing on the fae's
forehead was going to pop.
"Why? It's not like we've ever had sex," Rael
taunted.
"I was waiting!"
"For what? For me to reach a perfect century!" Rael
stomped his foot. Randy hid his smile. He couldn't help it.
Watching a muscular six-foot fae having a temper tantrum
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lightened his mood.
"For the right time to ask you to be my mate,"
Vallin said, looking away from Rael's stunned expression.
"I wanted to do everything right. I got you a wing ring and
everything."
"You did?" Rael's eyes scanned Vallin's body.
"Where is it?"
Randy desperately wanted to ask what a wing ring
was, but he didn't want to interrupt the scene.
"When fae mate for life they punch a hole in the top
of their wing and put a ring through it to announce to
everyone they are taken. It's considered a sacred bonding.
Fae rarely commit."
Sometimes having a second consciousness came in
handy.
Vallin pulled a silver ring off his middle finger and
cupped it in his hands. "Remove the spell, true form
reveal." A flash of light flared in his hands.
"It's beautiful, Val." Rael started to reach for it, but
snatched his hand back. Instead, he turned to Randy.
"Marry us!"
"What?"
Vallin turned to Randy also. "Good idea. You can
marry us and make it official."
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"Um, guys, I'm not a judge or priest or whatever fae
need to marry."
"No, but you are possessed by a king. Come on,
Randy, let King Drein marry us. At least we'll be bonded
before they take our heads for treason."
Looking around, Randy saw they were in a
beautiful room with pale gold walls and elegant furnishings
that made vampires look frugal.
"Where are we?" He wasn't even going to touch the
treason issue. Randy was happily enjoying his denial.
"Guest quarters," Vallin said, dismissively. "The
guards were afraid to put a king in the dungeon. With the
fae, you have to be careful which side you pick. Now marry
us, Your Highness. You got us into this mess. The least you
can do is perform a small ceremony."
Randy wanted to ask them if they were ready for
marriage. He was all about trying out the ride before
buying the car, but he had to admit it was kind of romantic.
"Go ahead," Randy told the king.
"Stand facing each other and clasp hands."
The two fae turned to look into each other's eyes.
"With my power as a monarch of the fae people, I
pronounce you bound to each other for as long as you may
live. Normally, I'd say exchange rings, but you'll apparently
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have to wait for yours, Vallin."
Rael blushed. "It's at the jewelers. I was going to
ask you."
Vallin smiled, an expression Randy couldn't
remember ever seeing on his face before. "Stand still." He
walked around Rael's back and muttered something Randy
didn't catch. There was a flash of light, and a silver ring
appeared embedded in Rael's wing. It sparkled each time he
moved them.
"It's really beautiful, Rael." Randy admired the
jewel as the fae moved his wing back and forth to watch the
sparkle.
"Yours is blue," he told Rael.
"That's it? That's all that's involved?" Randy stared
at the fae for a moment.
Rael nodded. "Except it's usually followed by a
week of confinement, which we spend having sex and
eating food prepared by our friends and relatives."
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