Wyeth knocked on the door, but he didn’t hear anyone say to come in. He had been drawn upstairs from the library because he awoke and felt something had changed. The dynamic of the link he shared with Drake wasn’t so thin anymore. When he walked in, Drake and Savanna were in bed together. Her hair was tousled and she had never looked more beautiful. His cock hardened. The sheet was draped over her chest exposing one of her breasts. He couldn’t resist bending over, taking it in his mouth, and sucking on it. Her skin had a different flavor today, a smoky tang. Savanna groaned and opened her eyes. As she stirred so did Drake.
“Wyeth.”
“Sorry. I couldn’t help it,” he said and kissed her cheek.
Drake reached out his hand. “Join us.”
His eyes widened. “Are you sure about that? Drake, you said...”
“Not Drake. Not anymore. Meruke. Always and forever. Savanna helped put me back together. She was right. We’re not complete without you.”
“Savanna?” Wyeth looked to her for her approval.
“Come to me,” She beckoned him. He quickly undressed and slipped in next to Savanna. Feeling her warm body firmed his cock so much all he needed was to slip inside of her. It seemed that she read his mind. Wyeth shivered when she touched him. Being this close to her, his body was electrified. Savanna didn’t waste any time. She ran her fingers down his length and slipped it inside of her. He gripped her hips. Their coupling started out slow, but it increased as she led their joining. Meruke touched his hand and Wyeth felt his mind wrap around his and pull them all together.
“Fuck,” he cried. When he looked at Savanna her face had shifted so that it was more reptilian. Her cheekbones were pointier. Her nose had flattened and her pupils had become slitted diamonds. It didn’t scare him, but left him with more questions. When he kissed her, he felt her teeth were sharper. He locked his gaze with the dragon and felt his pleasure mounting too. His face had shifted some, too. The combined bliss of their coupling filled his mind.
“Will you be my mate?” Savanna’s voice whispered in his mind.
“And mine,” Meruke followed. “To share everything as one.”
“Yes,” he cried out.
He felt a sharp pain in his shoulder and the fire of their coupling raced through him. It seemed the world had exploded around him. The bones in his face shifted, but it didn’t dismay him. He pushed into Savanna once last time and the world exploded within him.
Afterward, Savanna lay between, and for the first time in Wyeth’s life he felt in a place where he was accepted. Savanna was asleep and seemed content. He glanced over at Meruke.
“You’re okay with all this?”
“Of course I am. Can’t you tell?” Meruke asked.
Wyeth searched his mind, and he did feel everything was calm between them. “Yeah. It’s just strange to feel that. And you’re one again. If I think about it, I can feel her and I can feel you, too. I can feel the magic and...” He lifted his hand and it was engulfed in fire. He could summon Meruke’s fire and then he extinguished it. It didn’t hurt, but he was surprised that it could be something he could touch. “Your fire.”
“It feels different than the bond I had with you before?”
“Yes. And you’re calmer, but I have to say this. If you ever hurt her again, I’ll kill you.”
“You can try. But you won’t have to. I’m never going to cause her pain again. I’m going to make sure that she’s the most important thing in the world. We have to take care of her now. While I appreciate you, I don’t love you as I love her. We are equals in loving her. We are companions. I’m not sure there is a word for what we share.”
“Agreed.”
“Good. Now get some sleep. We’ll talk more in the morning about how we go from here.”
Wyeth nodded and settled closer to Savanna knowing that they were all finally in this together.
* * * *
Savanna sat in the library with Kestrel and leafed through one of the basic books on spellcasting she had. It was written in an older version of English, but she could read and understand it. Ever since the three of them had completed the mating ritual, things between them had been glorious. She couldn’t describe the feeling of love, acceptance, and power that flowed through her at all times.
Ralag offered Meruke the role as advisor to the king because he wanted to retire. He had enough experience ruling that he could give the advice that would be needed as he learned what had happened in all the years that he had been away. Wyeth had been appointed as the court engineer and was helping the villagers around the mountain and those that had requested help to rebuild. He seemed satisfied, and he brought more innovative ideas to the people. She was glad that he had found something to do that was in his wheelhouse. They had mended their conflicts, and she was bathed in love from both. Of the three of them, she struggled to find her way. Kestrel and she had become fast friends.
“Do you think you want to try this one?” Kestrel asked and rubbed her back.
Savanna didn’t understand how the woman could be comfortable in her pregnancy, but she didn’t complain and Andrik doted on her. The love she saw between the two used to make her envious, but now she had that with Meruke and Wyeth.
“I can try them from now and until kingdom come, but it’s not going to work,” Savanna sighed. It didn’t matter how many times Kestrel and even Meruke said there was a great light inside of her, a great power, she wasn’t able to tap into it.
Kestrel patted her hand. “You just have to figure out the right one that unlocks your power. Your abilities are unbelievable, but the magic inside of you has to be unlocked.”
Savanna closed her eyes and cleared her mind. “Do you know what I’m doing wrong, or can you give me any insight? If this is what I’m supposed to do, then come on. I know you think this is funny.”
She heard a little bit of laughter from her guides. “You’re going about this all wrong. You are trying to do the spell their way, when you have to do it your way.”
She thought about what they had said. It was true. She had always said the words and waited for something to happen, but nothing did. Savanna opened her eyes and looked at the simple incantation. The spell was used to summon a sphere of water, pulling the molecules out of the air. She relaxed and let her mind go as though she was doing a reading. Instead of trying to use the spell as it was written she went with her instincts.
“Water from air, become a sphere.” Savanna held out her hand. The air tingled around her and glistened with small water droplets. They hung in the air and soon formed into a small ball that grew bigger until it was the size of a grapefruit. The pull of the spell on her mind gave her a small headache, as she concentrated, but she was holding onto it.
“You did it. The spell is worded differently, but you did it. I can sense the magic you’re using. The power is strange, but you’re doing it. Now you have to release it.”
“Savanna, are you in here?”
She jumped and flicked her hand. The sphere flew in the direction of the voice. At the same time Wyeth came into view the ball hit him in the face and soaked him. Kestrel burst out laughing, and she did too. He used his shirt to wipe the water from his face and pushed his wet hair of his face.
“Sorry.”
“What the hell was that?” Wyeth asked.
“A spell gone awry.”
His eyes lit up. “You were able to do magic?”
She nodded. “I did. I think I might have it figured out.”
Her mate wrapped her in his arms and hugged her close. “That’s wonderful. Wait until we tell Meruke.”
“Tell me what?” Meruke called as he walked into the library. “Why are you wet?”
“That would be my fault,” Savanna admitted.
He looked between Wyeth and her. “Magic?”
“Yeah.”
“I think she’s got it. We just have to work out the kinks,” Kestrel answered.
Meruke grabbed her and spun her around before kissing her. “I knew you could do it.”
She giggled and felt the warmth of both of her lovers flow through her. Knowing she had them with her through thick and thin and everything they had gone through only made their experiences even greater. There were times when she missed the things from her world, and there were things that she had been able to show them that brought a little bit of home, like recipes and tailored clothes that she wanted to wear, and not just dresses.
However, the most important was that she had the love of the two men who adored her. They were all together now. All their wounds had been mended and they were bonded on a level Savanna couldn’t even fathom. The future loomed ahead of them, and they would always be with her.
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The End