Kiss of Vengeance (True Immortality 2)
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Love suffused her as she buried into him. Fionn let go of her hand, but only so he could wrap his arm around her shoulders. Words she’d been dreading saying because she feared his reaction bubbled out of her. There could be no secrets between them if they were to spend the rest of their very long lives together.
“I need to tell you something.”
He squeezed her, a nonverbal go-ahead.
Rose cleared her throat. “Niamh told me something. A vague something, but … Fionn, she had a vision or, I don’t know, like a feeling or—”
“Rose.” He kissed the top of her head. “Calm. Take your time.”
She tried to relax but failed. Him being so adorable was not helping. “Okay. Okay.” She pushed away, turning to face him on the moonlit street. “Okay. If you killed one of us to open the gate, it wouldn’t have just ended with you killing Aine and then yourself.”
He frowned. “What do you mean?”
“When I met Niamh in Zagreb, she said something I didn’t get until she explained it on our second meeting. She knew we were mates. And she knew that if I didn’t trust you to choose the mating bond over your revenge, the … well, the world as we know it would end.”
“Excuse me?” he crossed his arms over his chest, visibly confused.
“Read between the lines: Fionn kills Aine, the fae reopen the gate, and then they take their vengeance out on humanity.”
His expression slackened. “And you were planning on telling me this when?”
Wincing at his accusatory tone, Rose reached out to place a soothing hand on his abs. “If you didn’t choose me of your own accord, I was going to tell you and hope it would be enough to stop you.” She grinned sheepishly. “Forgive me, yes? Okay, good. Let’s go have epic sex.”
Despite the anger flickering in his gorgeous eyes, his lips twitched with amusement. “Rose,” he huffed, exasperated.
“Oh, come on! Surely, there’s stuff you still haven’t told me.” The guy had lived for centuries!
The anger disappeared from his expression, leaving behind something like uncertainty.
“Ah-ha.” Rose wagged a finger at him. “Let it out. Once it’s done, we’re even-steven, right?”
He shook his head, affection brightening his expression. A pleasurable ache spread through her, one only he inspired. Fionn covered her hand resting on his stomach with his own. “There is something.”
“Yeah?”
“Rose.”
“Yeah?”
He bent his head toward her. “Rose … fertility amongst the fae doesn’t work the same way as it does in humans. It can take time. Years. Centuries, even. But two mated fae can have children together.”
Shock reverberated through Rose. She stumbled back from her mate, gaping, as she processed what this new, astounding, fantastic, life-changing information meant.
Fionn pressed a quick, hungry kiss to her mouth, a kiss she was too shocked to return, and said, “Forgive me for not telling you sooner, yes? Okay, good. Let’s go have epic sex.”
Fionn & Rose Continued…