Jason’s POV
*steamy content*
“Now this is a vacation.” my sexy mate curled up next to me, her thighs wrapped around mine. I stared at Emma and for the gazillionth time, thanked Goddess Aine for bringing this gorgeous human into my life.

We’ve spent the last two days in Seattle making love and relaxing, taking in all the views around us on the balcony at night. Arlen commanded me to get Emma out of the house and away from Brynn so he could try and bond with her more. He wanted Brynn’s complete attention on him and vice versa. Arlen even ordered those wizards Rafael and George out for the weekend.
“What do you want to do today?” I asked Emma, though I can think of other ways to stay occupied. She smirked and straddled me, making my c**k rock hard ready for those tight velvet walls. Emma and I moaned together as she took me inside her.
“We can spend the rest of it like this.” Emma gasped out in pleasure. Instinctively I grabbed her breasts and gripped as she took me for the ride of my life. S*x with Emma these last few months has unleashed a dark side of me, and I want my girl to see that dark. As much as it pained me, I grabbed her hips to stop her.
“On all fours, Emma.” I commanded lustily. She smirked and got on all fours on the bed. Seeing my love like this spraddled with her a** in the air, her wet core leaking arousal filling up the room, turned me on in a way that simultaneously thrills me and scares me.
I inserted two fingers into her tight p***y while Emma stayed in that position. I wanted her c*m all over her, all over me, until we and the bedsheets were completely drenched. Then I was going to take Emma in the shower and make her do it all over again. A white hot fire is about to hit a fever pitch.
“Please Jason…Oh God I can’t take it anymore!” Emma screamed and that was all I needed. I rammed right into her, digging my nails into her hips as she moaned in delight. F**k she felt so good! I kept going faster and faster until the headboard was hitting the wall with the force of my thrusts. Next thing I knew, Emma screamed at the top of her lungs and released all over my thighs and the sheets. I flipped her on her back and entered her again, determined to finish in her like this.

I sensed earlier in the day Emma is at the point in her cycle she is ovulating. And I’m determined to give us a child. I am so eager to start a family with my beautiful mate.
“Emma, I love you. How bad do you want a baby?” I moaned out in between my thrusts.
Emma grabbed my shoulders and stared hard at me. “Jason, I don’t know if I can have kids.” That stopped me cold.
“What are you talking about?”

“Oh God.” Emma moaned in embarrassment and laid back in the bed, covering her face with her hands. “I’m so sorry Jason, this is a bad time to talk about this.”
Please dear Goddess, tell me Emma is not infertile. Not that it would ever be a deal breaker, because Emma is my mate and only meant for me. But it would be a tragedy if this sweet woman can’t have a child, because she is without a doubt meant to be a mother.
“Emma, it won’t change anything. Just tell me.” I held Emma to me, stroking her face and wiping the tears that ran down her cheeks.
“I have something called polycystic ovarian syndrome.” She whispered with such shame in her voice that I felt my heart break.
“PCOS.” I knew what that was. Pregnancy isn’t exactly impossible with it, it’s just harder to get pregnant. Unless there is something else going on.
“My ovaries don’t release eggs like normal women. One cycle can be normal with me, or I can have months between periods. It’s why I’m thick in my stomach and thighs and have that gross jiggle. It sucks.” Emma muttered sadly.
“Please don’t talk about yourself like that. Your body was made for me. I can never get enough of it or you!" I assured her. In my eyes no one can compare to my gorgeous mate. If it was up to me I'd spend my days just like this with her and get absolutely nothing done.
I may lust constantly after Emma but I love her pure heart just as much. She was meant to be mine.
"Emma, I really think you are ovulating right now. I can sense it. I want to try something if you’re up to it? But I need to make sure you absolutely want children before I do it.” Emma stared at me through her tears.
"We can try it, but I really don't think it will work." She said somberly. I braced myself back over her.
"Do you trust me?" I asked Emma, feeling my d**k spring back to life.
"I always do and will. I love you." Emma softly kissed my lips as I resumed slowly thrusting into her again. The sadness in her face turned to delight and the next thing I knew, she was close to orgasm and I wasn’t far behind her. I placed my hands on my mark on her lower back, and whispered a blessing for life to be created. Both of us came at the same time with such intensity that we held each other tightly in the aftershocks of it.
“That was…holy s**t.” Emma panted out as I brushed her dark hair out of her eyes.
“Let’s hope it worked.” I smiled at her and kissed her forehead. Emma sat up against the headboard and stared off into space.
“My diagnosis is one reason my ex and I broke up. I was diagnosed in high school and about a year before he left, we looked into trying to have a family. My doctor did some blood work and an ultrasound and basically said my chances at natural pregnancy are not good and if I ever do get pregnant, I will probably miscarry. My ex couldn’t handle it and didn’t want to adopt, so we broke up and he took a job out of the country.” She whispered sadly.
Even if Emma had told me she wasn’t able to have children, I’d have been open to adoption. My sweet mate didn't deserve to be treated like that and that man certainly didn’t deserve her. His loss was my gain!
“What I did with your mark is that I triggered your ovaries to release your egg. This is how us fairies get our women pregnant. I know it sounds crazy, but we’ll find out in a couple of weeks if it worked.” I assured her and smiled.
I know it worked, but don’t tell her that. Emma shouldn’t be stressing herself out and I know that’s exactly what she will do. I also need to find out from Arlen if there is any fae magic that can help Emma maintain the pregnancy in those first weeks.
After about a half an hour, I carried Emma to the shower where she and I got cleaned up. We were too spent to do anything else in there. I stripped our sheets and put in a request to have our room deep cleaned, then Emma and I got ready to get a bite to eat at the Pike Street Market. We got an uber and arrived at the market about twenty minutes later.
This is one of my favorite places besides being at Dreake. All the people and the laughter and just the bustle of it always warms my heart.
Just as we came upon a small seafood restaurant to get something to eat, Emma suddenly stopped dead in her tracks and stared hard. Her breathing became ragged.
“What is it baby?” I asked her. She grabbed me and pulled me off the main walkway towards the restaurant.
“That man in the gray sweats with the very tall scary looking man and some other man with a dark goatee.” I immediately sensed darkness in the direction she was looking and when I got a better look…
“F**K! Emma we need to get back to Dreake now!”
“I know that dude in the gray sweats is Brynn’s ex. Who are the other two?!” Emma grabbed me in a panic.
“The man with the beard is Luca Lombardo, I don’t know the third man. But we need to get out of here!” Before Luca Lombardo senses us.
I used my magic to keep Emma calm as we made our way out of Pike Street and hailed a taxi that took us back to our hotel. Within seconds using Fae speed, our bags were packed and we were in my car heading back to Dreake.
“Do you think they sensed us?” Emma asked me.
“I hope not. But Luca’s magic can’t be underestimated. We need to let Arlen know.” I called Arlen and put him on the bluetooth device in my car.
“This better be good Jason!” Something in Arlen’s voice….Oh Goddess! Emma started to snicker and I gave her a dark look.
“Sorry to interrupt whatever you are up to King Arlen, but I saw Lombardo here in Seattle.” I heard a rustling then Brynn on speakerphone…
“Was Patrick with him!” I don’t miss the venom in her voice.
“He was and there is a very large third man with them. Bald, ice blue eyes.” Brynn gasped.
“Viktor.” I don’t miss the terror in Brynn’s voice.
“Who the hell is Viktor!?” Arlen shouted.
“Viktor Patva is Russian mob. Him and Patrick are friends. Viktor is a paid hitman.” Brynn said without any emotion in her voice at all.
Goddess, just who in the hell is Patrick Jenkins!!
“Sir, I am nervous Luca may have sensed me.” I told the King.
"Do you think he is following you?" King Arlen asked.
"I don't think so sir, but if he's using his invisibility I won't be able to sense it in the car." I was on high alert.
"True. Do you think he spotted you?" Arlen asked me.
"We got out of there very fast and it was heavily crowded. I really don't think he spotted us but I can't know for certain." I confirmed.
There was silence for about a minute. Then…”Jason, you let them follow you right to the f****g gate if they are following you. It’s time Patrick and I settled this once and for all, no one interfering. Just me and him. I hope he is following behind you, because that piece of s**t is NOT leaving here alive!” A very loud CLICK followed.
Emma smiled at me and shook her head. “The Queen has spoken.”
Indeed the Queen had. I glanced back at the empty road behind me, sensing that I was being followed. I will do just as Queen Brynn commanded and just keep driving, luring this man to his end. Only problem is he has absolutely no idea what's in store for him.
I almost feel sorry for Patrick Jenkins. Almost.