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would stand here all day negotiating. She was a little drunk on her

own power. She was getting more confident. It was wonderful for her

to discover her power, but he didn’t give a shit. He wanted to discover

her pussy, and he’d been sitting in a dank goblin cave for hours

wondering when his hard-on was going to get relief.

“I will let my brother know you request our attendance when he

returns.” Cian managed a courtly nod of his head. “I expect him to

return by the end of next week. I assume you will be staying here for

a while?”

The goblin chieftain staggered to his massive feet. His eyes were

sleepy. “Yes, Your Highness. We will stay while there is trade to be

had.”

“Well, we need to discuss a deal for you to distribute my baked

goods,” Meg began with an entrepreneurial gleam in her eye. He

knew that look. It would cost him another hour if he let her get

started.

“And we can do that at a later date,” Cian said, hauling her bodily

out of the cave. “Good day to you.”

Meg blinked in the light of day. “Hey, I wasn’t through in there.”

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Cian strode forward, pulling her behind him. “Yes, you are, my

lover.”

It was far past time to make her his wife in every sense of the

word.

* * * *

Meg looked back at the caves where the smaller goblin children

were standing, looking at her longingly. They raised their little

gnarled hands in sad goodbyes.

At one point, while Cian had done some manly sort of thing with