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Without warning, he tugged her off him, grabbing her around the waist and pulling her up his body. Muscles clearly defined with his movements, he grasped the sides of her chiffon gown and tore it apart, jerking her body with the force and baring all of her to him. Their tanned skin looked beautiful together, but his even more so with the fresh blood decorating the thin line she’d cut into him. His motions had reopened his cut, and she purred at the sight.

Her purr soon turned into a cry when he gripped her hips, lined her up with his cock, and drove in deep and hard, with ruthless ferocity. He filled her so completely, she stilled for a moment, struck by the overwhelming sensations. Kyril wasn’t having it, as he lifted her off his dick until just the head remained, before yanking her hips back down and thrusting up at the same time.

The force tore a cry from her lips, and she moved with him, bouncing her hips as she leaned down to lap at the irresistible crimson beading from the shallow wound.

The taste, the delicious fullness, the pure ecstasy of it all was explosive in its intensity, and Sekhmet hurtled towards the precipice. A husky groan spilled from Kyril’s lips as her core rippled around him with the impending release. He pushed her back up, so he could lean forward and suck a taut, dusky nipple into his mouth. His tongue swirled around the bud before nipping at it, and she clenched down on him in response.

His hands gripped her hips, and she relished the bruises he was surely painting on her skin as he helped her grind them both to new heights.

When he reached down to finger her clit, she lost it, shattering into a million pieces, her core fluttering around his dick as he slammed into her twice more. Kyril followed her lead with a shout, spilling a flood of his cum inside her.

Sekhmet beamed, content with the control they held over each other. She might be addicted to him, but he couldn’t live without her.

Now, she just needed that fucking amulet so she could get her happily ever after. Gods be damned.

Chapter Five

Hours later, Maya chuckled to herself as Asher jerked awake across from her. He rubbed the red spot on his forehead from where he’d been sleeping face-down. Covering her mouth, she giggled even more when he leaned back in his chair all casual, acting as though he hadn’t slept through the majority of their research.

“What? Didn’t get enough rest as a cat? Sleeping eighteen hours a day not enough for you?”

He tossed a ball of paper at her, and Maya caught it in her hand with reflexes quicker than she found normal. She chuckled to brush off the weirdness, unraveling the ball to give her hands something to do. Concern crossed Asher’s face for a split second before he hid it behind a facade of nonchalance.

What she revealed took her breath away. It was a perfect sketch of her likeness, the black pen capturing the strands of her hair, the curve of her jaw, and the fullness of her lips. Even her nose ring was included, and she reached a hand up to touch the metal ring, awed at such an amazing talent. She gaped at Asher, whose cheeks flushed red, his embarrassment visible even against his tanned skin. Before the others could see, she carefully folded the paper, tucking it in her back pocket to keep for later. A soft smile graced her lips, and she winked at Asher to let him know his secret was safe with her.

Cracking his jaw in a yawn, he rubbed a hand through his long fringe, and she resisted the urge to sigh. Why she was blessed with the world’s finest eye candy, she might never know, but she wished she wasn’t too fucked up to do something about it.

Actually, she did know why she’d been blessed this way. A thrill of excitement worked its way through her.

“So, what did we learn?” Asher grumbled, his voice rocky from sleep.

Maya shared a glance with August and Amir, who’d both been excellent study partners. They’d developed a comfortable routine. In turns between reading, they’d snuck away to the kitchen, only to come back with steaming cups of coffee to keep their bodies going, even if some of the information they read could make the Energizer Bunny snore.

“Well, we learned plenty during your little catnap.” Maya smirked at her punny joke when Asher groaned.

“Okay, fine, explain it to me.”

Maya passed him her own cup of coffee as she started. “Bastet’s Head Priest was the original keeper of the amulet. In the beginning, the amulet itself controlled time. They quickly discovered that it held too much power for one man, even someone in as powerful a position as his.”

Maya grinned, swept away in the excitement of all they’d learned. “So, as the Goddess of many things, including fertility and childbirth, Bastet blessed his family with two sons. One who would become the Keeper, and—”

“One whose bloodline would become the Guardians... eventually.” August finished her sentenced and she turned a smile his way.

Amir broke in next, “Yeah, apparently, the Keepers of Time had originally been a Keeper of Time. Just one person was gifted with the power to protect it.”

“But, like all power, someone else wanted a piece of it. Fast forward generations later, and Sekhmet, Bastet’s other half, got wind of the amulet and its power.”

August continued, “To provide further protection, Bastet blessed each generation with three boys, each one to control the Past, Present, and the Future, and gave them the amulet.”

“Unfortunately, one set of brothers fucked up. Enter— Guardians. They needed someone to keep those assholes in line.” Maya inserted sarcastically, “The Guardians’ bloodline had mostly been watered down from the High Priest’s original family at this point, and the families had taken Neith as their patron Goddess. Who, as you know, is the Goddess of—”

“Weaving.” Asher finished with a smile before nodding his head for her to continue.

“Yes! We think that’s why I have powers. Since she was the female goddess that started it all, and if I’m the first female Guardian… I mean, it’s just a theory. Anyways, the Guardians would keep the amulet— never impressing their will upon it, leaving the Keepers to their own destinies, and time on its own forward path. Then, to hide in plain sight, the Keepers asked Bastet for shape shifting abilities.”

Maya couldn’t put into words how relieved she felt to finally learn where her own ability came from. She’d never questioned why she could see snippets of the past and future, but now that she knew, she was enlightened all over again.

“So, once they could shift into animals—” August continued.