“But didn’t Kai say he saw us crossing a gorge at some point?” The boat rocked from side to side as the door to the deck opened and Zane walked in, brushing snow from his shoulders and hair.
“The mage is still hurling over the side,” he told us with a smirk. Not the update I wanted, but okay.
“We’ll ask Kai about the gorge when we arrive,” my bear said. “Don’t worry, little mate. I can carry you if you get tired. Some ginger tea might help,” he said to Zane.
“I doubt there’s any ginger tea on this boat. And I don’t have enough magic left to take a side trip back to Sitkavus.” Zane paused while grinning at me. “Unless you feel like getting your freak on, pet?”
A flood of heat surged through my veins as my magic perked up at the idea of being naughty. Zane’s eyes darkened, and his aura brightened as he stepped closer.
“Don’t even think about it, incubus. It’s too cold, and my mate needs all her energy for what lies ahead.”
“Don’t use the cold as an excuse, care bear. If you have concerns about cold-related shrinkage, step out on deck while I take care ofourmate.”
Maverick growled and pulled me closer, which I was thankful for because he wasn’t lying about the cold. Even though we were sheltering inside a small cabin, the boat was freezing. I needed my bear’s body heat to prevent my nipples from falling off.
The cold did not bother Kenji. He’d curled up on a blanket and was happily snoozing with only the occasional snarky comment sent my way.
“Stupid competitive males.”
I agreed with him but decided not to say so out loud. The constant bickering annoyed me. Thank the goddess Kai and Alaric hadn’t joined the dick-measuring contest. Although, if I were being truly honest with myself, some interest from them would be nice. If only to assuage my poor ego.
“Raven needs sleep!”
Zane huffed. “An orgasm would help her sleep.”
He made a good point. I squeezed my thighs together as the thought of Zane sliding his hand down my pants took root in my brain. While I wasn’t mad keen on the idea of being naked in here, Zane was very adept at getting me off with only his fingers.
“See, she loves the idea!” Zane kneeled behind me, ignoring my bear’s warning growl. The first touch of his fingers had me shivering.
“Do you want the incubus to make you come, little mate?” Maverick rumbled, unhappy about the idea.
“An orgasm would be nice,” I conceded. Zane pressed closer, ignoring Maverick’s growl when the incubus’ hand brushed my bear’s thigh.
“Hush with your complaining, care bear. We all know shifters are poly, so some sword-crossing comes with the territory.”
“What’s crossing swords mean?” I squeaked with a combination of anticipation and shock at how cold Zane’s fingers were when he edged under my panties and found my slick pussy.
“Oh my sweet witch.” A low chuckle vibrated across the back of my neck.
“Wolves fuck anything that moves. Bears do not. We are monogamous!”
“Sucks to be you, care bear, because I’m all about sharing our mate, so if you don’t want to share…”
My brain tried desperately to form a coherent thought as Zane stroked me. Each time he brushed over my clit, I gasped.
“Crossing…swords…” Did he mean what I thought he meant?Oh my stars.
“Does the thought of me fucking the bear while he fucks you turn you on, pet?” Zane’s gleeful taunt had Maverick clenching his fists so hard the arms of the chair we sat in snapped clean in two.
“If anyone tops, it will be me, incubus!”
Zane laughed. “I’m an equal-opportunity incubus, care bear,” he purred. “If you think you can top me, I’m here for it.”
I had no clue what topping was, but the picture Zane painted had me clenching around his fingers.
“Our mate loves the idea, care bear.” Zane kissed my neck and reached under to cup my breast. Since I still sat on Maverick’s lap, I could feel exactly how turned on he was, and every time I wiggled, he groaned softly.
“Fuck, little mate. You need to stop rubbing against my cock or I’ll make a mess in my pants.”
