Asha. Ben. Oh no, oh no, oh no.
The thought of them being hurtworsefrom what I did to them had my legs flying and feet slapping the floor as I sprinted to their door. The screams grew louder the closer I got, and I reached out a hand to their door to fling it open, but was halted by a gentle, yet firm, grip on my elbow.
“Miss, that’s the Earth Mage and Asha’s room. I suggest . . .” but she never got to finish her sentence.
“Iknowwhose room it is because I. Put. Them. There,” I bit out. “I Bonded them, and they were unconscious when I last saw them. Now, I hear screaming. So, if you’ll excuse me”—I wrenched my arm from her grasp—“I need to get in there.”
I turned swiftly, pushing the door open, the screams reaching a crescendo as I stepped inside and closed the door behind me.
Please be okay. Please be . . .
All thoughts ceased as I peered around the alcove of the door into the main room.
Ben’s white ass flexed as he thrust into Asha. She was pinned against the wall that shared the bed, her head thrown back as far as it could go, her mouth open in another scream. Her auburn hair flowed around the two of them as her nails dug into the skin on his shoulders.
The nail marks were innumerous on his back, looking more like whip marks at this point than nail scratches. Sweat glistened on his skin as he continued to pound into her, their slapping skin and her screams a strange melody.
The room positivelyreekedof sex—sweat, salt, and the distinct scent of cum and arousal.
I stood frozen to the spot, unable to move or speak, simultaneously transfixed and appalled.
“Ohgods, Ben, yes, yes, YES!” Asha shrieked as she bowed her head, her knuckles white as she came around him.
“Fuck, Asha. So tight. The best I’ve ever had. You feel so. Damn. Good.”
Ouch. That one stings.
Ben thrust a few more times before groaning his own release, pepperinga slew of kisses down her jaw and chest, pausing to suck a nipple into his mouth. Asha giggled and swatted at him playfully.
“Stop, Ben! We should rest for a bit, recharge before we go again,” she whispered huskily as he continued to lave kisses on her chest and neck.
“Baby, I can go all day. I’m already getting hard again,” he moaned.
I took that moment to clear my throat. “I actually have to agree with Asha. You both just woke up from an experimental procedure, rest and observation are paramount.”
Asha screamed again, this time in terror, at my sudden intrusion.
Ben promptly let go of her legs, his dick popping from her pussy with a wet noise, before whirling to face me. His half-hard cock was glistening with both of their release, and it slowly started to deflate as I watched.
My heart twisted painfully. It felt like the floor dropped out from under me and I was free falling from a thousand feet.
I tore my eyes from his softening cock and met his stare, a slew of emotions flickering through his eyes.
Terror and anger at being interrupted. Surprise, love, sadness, resignation.
I shuttered my emotions and face as best I could, but my mouth was set in a grim line and Ben could always read me easily, anyway.
“Fay,” Ben said on a broken whisper. “I-I didn’t know you were back? When did you get back?”
“A few minutes ago.” My voice was steady as I pushed all my broken pieces down.
They’re patients. Just patients. Not your ex-lover and his new . . . lover? Bonded? Partner?
Ben ran a hand through his hair, the strands sticking out at odd angles due to sweat, and I caught a glimpse of the rune now tattooed on his forearm. It seemed to glow from within, a soft shimmer so unlike the matte black creations that dotted my skin. His other hand moved to surreptitiously cup his junk.
Okay, that hurt, too.
“Not like I haven’t seen it before, Ben,” I snarked.
