The Warlord Forever by Alyssa Morgan

the tomb,” Ian told Illora.
    She laid her hands on the stone lid. “I can seal it permanently, if you wish.”
    Ian visibly shuddered, his face going pale. “You can do that?”
    “Yes.”
    He muttered a curse.
    Kenna was gaining a new sense of respect for faeries. Not that she believed in them, but she did have one standing in her house, using magic to seal a dead body in a tomb.
    “There is one thing the Queen requires if I am to do this,” Illora said.
    “The Queen?” Ian rankled. “What the bloody hell does she have to do with this?”
    “She learned you were released and sent me to watch you. She’s worried about the potion falling into the wrong hands.”
    Weren’t they all? How many others might come after them? Kenna had no idea something like this would happen when she opened the tomb. She hadn’t believed the legend, hadn’t thought it was real.
    “What does she want?” Ian asked.
    “Destroy the rest of the potion and you will be free of her forever.”
    “I will get rid of it.”
    So much for immortality . Kenna didn’t know if she was relieved, or disappointed. The time she’d have left with Ian was merely a blink.
    Illora’s musical voice sang the spell to seal David in the tomb forever. When it was finished, she disappeared.
    “Do all faeries look that hot?” Evan asked.
    “Aye, they are all verra beautiful.” Ian took Kenna in his arms. “But not as beautiful as some.”
    She hugged her arms around his waist and smiled up at him. “Keep saying things like that, and I’ll keep you in my bed all day.”

    ****

    She made good on her promise. With their naked bodies twined together in bed, Ian moved over her, taking her long, and deep, pleasure swelling in her with every thrust. She didn’t care that she wouldn’t be immortal. She had the gift of life, and the gift of this wonderful man. It was all she could ask for.
    “I canna hold back much longer, my love,” he murmured in her ear as he rocked his hips, surging into her.
    A sweet buzz of pleasure shot through her at his words. “Call me that again.” She pulled him down on her, arching her body to meet his strokes.
    A chuckle rumbled in his chest. “ My love .” His breath tickled her skin. “You are my love.”
    Then his mouth was on hers, kissing her with a savage intensity that set her whole body on fire. Pleasure tore through her. She shattered into a million tiny pieces, calling Ian’s name as he pumped into her, his shaft throbbing with his own climax.
    “I love you, Ian.” She held him to her.
    For as long as I can have you.

    ****

    Having Kenna cradled in his arms, sleeping soundly after he’d spent hours upon hours pleasuring her, was paradise for him. Her presence filled him with a calm he’d never experienced. Her smile warmed his heart, her beautiful soul enslaved him.
    There was nothing he wouldn’t do to make her happy.
    But time was running out. The Queen would know if he failed to eliminate every last drop of the potion. His first attempt at an immortal life filled with love and companionship had ended badly. It would kill him to have it happen again. But he had to ask her. He had to know what she would say.
    He had a feeling the Fates were on his side this time.

    ****

    Kenna came awake in Ian’s arms, nestling further into the warmth of his big, solid body. She could let him hold her forever.
    Oh wait.
    They didn’t have forever.
    But they had right now.
    She ran her hand through the soft curls of hair covering his muscled chest. She admired his powerful profile, the strength reflected in his features. He was perfect. He would make many women happy in his long life.
    “Are you awake, my love?”
    “Yes.” She tilted her head back to look at him, and smiled.
    “I have something to give you.”
    “I loved it, don’t get me wrong.” Their last act demonstrated just how limber the human form could be. “But I need to rest before you do it again.”
    He threw his head back and