Guinevere accepted him, her eyes holding his the entire time, and damn if that wasn’t the hottest scene I’d ever witnessed. Even hotter than her taking my seed.
My breath left me on a whoosh, my heart beating chaotically in my chest.It’s not supposed to be like this,I thought.It’s not supposed to be so… damn… right.
But it was.
Every moment. Every touch. Every kiss. Every single detail… was utter perfection. An experience I’d never forget. And one I intended to repeat.
Again.
And again.
Zane’s expression told me he felt the same, his silver-blue irises flaring as he met my gaze. She’d blown his mind, just as she’d done mine.
This… felt like a beginning.
Which left me wondering, how the hell would it end?
I wasn’t sure I wanted to think about that right now, so I bundled the sated succubus up in my arms instead and curled myself around her like Zane had beneath the sheets. Then I met and held his stare over her head as he laid down on her other side.
We had another of those secret conversations as she fell asleep between us.
A conversation that I was pretty sure ended in Zane saying,We’re so fucked.
And me agreeing with an,Indeed.
Chapter Fifteen
Gwen
Lips ghosted over mine, coaxing me from sleep and awakening me to a dream.
Lord Zebulon studied me with intense brown eyes, his handsome features carved from black stone. “Good morning, little one.”
“Hi,” I managed to reply, my throat dry at the sight of him in my bed and the memories of what we’d done last night. How he tasted. How he felt.Oh…My thighs clenched, my desire for more mounting by the second. Feeling Zane behind me only intensified my need.
I blamed my succubus soul. She was hungry…sohungry.
Lord Zebulon reached out to tuck a strand of my hair behind my ear, then palmed my cheek in a tender caress I felt to my toes.
“I need to start my day,” he said softly, a touch of regret in his tone. “But I’ll be back tonight.” He leaned forward to kiss me again, this time with a hint of authority. “Be good for Zane, darling.” His mouth captured mine again before I could answer, the light censor telling me saying anything other thanOkaywould be unacceptable to him.
However, he didn’t give me the opportunity to even say that.
He just pulled away with a grin and vanished, leaving me naked with an aroused Zane behind me. His cock nudged my ass, telling me he was very awake… and ready to play. Just like my succubus side.
Oh, hell, what have I gotten myself into?
“Don’t overthink it,” Zane whispered, somehow reading my thoughts. Or perhaps he’d felt me stiffen.
Yeah, definitely that.
I’d gone utterly still when Lord Zebulon had disappeared.
“Breathe, Gwen,” Zane added, my nickname sounding like an endearment on his tongue.
He nuzzled my neck, kissing a path to my shoulder where he lightly bit down to ground me in the moment. Then he reached around to cup me between the legs, his fingers easily sliding through my slick folds to penetrate the heart of me.
“You have no idea how many times I dreamed of this,” he said against my ear. “How many times I’ve fantasized aboutthis.” He penetrated me deep. “How much I’ve longed to be allowed todothis.”
