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"Do you even have the energy for more?" Ark asked with a little smirk, coming closer to slide his hand over her back and around to her stomach, fitting himself to her back as Azrail covered her front.
"Mm," she murmured, contemplating the question as her hands wandered over Azrail's body. Saints, her mates were sexy, each man attractive in his own way. "I could be convinced. I've been thinking about debauching the map table for days, and now's as good a time as any."
Azrail's laugh made her heart flutter, his eyes creasing when he grinned. "And here I thought you'd been contemplating military tactics."
"Nope. Thinking about getting hot and dirty. Can you blame me?" she asked with a shameless grin, trailing her fingers up his inked chest. She was absolutely fucking delighted when he shuddered, smoke fluttering from his shoulders. "Surrounded by so much muscle and tempting beauty every day. It’s awful for productivity."
"Men are handsome," Ark said with amusement, his own hands exploring the curve of her stomach, the sensitive underside of her breasts. "Not beautiful."
Maia shot him a sarcastic look. "Sorry, Arkie, did I threaten your manly manliness?"
"Yes," he replied with mock seriousness. He ducked his head, lips finding her ear. "But don't worry, I'll punish you for the blow."
Ice and fire burst across Maia's skin and she shuddered. She couldn't stop herself taunting, "You're too sweet and honourable to punish me."
She was wholly unprepared for the hand that came down on her bare backside, or for the shock of sharpness followed by deep, spreading heat. Azrail's low, sensual chuckle made her drip and ache. Shedefinitelyhad the energy for more now.
"Don't test me, my highness," Ark warned, his lips set in a flat line but his eyes blazing with need. Maia suddenly wanted to do everything in her powertotest him. She knew she was a hundred percent safe with her guard and the rest of her mates, but there was a dangerous thrill in her blood when she realised she didn't know quite what Ark was capable of.
Jaro swore softly, watching them raptly. Maia's thoughts exactly.
"Inside me," she groaned to Azrail. "Right now."
His hand shot to her face, gripping just hard enough to make butterflies tumble through her belly. Oh holy fuck, the two of them being bossy and dominant with her…? Yes, please.
She whimpered, meeting Az's eyes—so blue they were practically black.
"Careful, sweetheart. It almost sounded like you were commanding me. Do you know what happens to entitled little brats who issue orders instead of following them?"
Maia was so turned on, her whole body thrummed. She whimpered at Az's dangerous expression, his tight grip on her chin, feeling so edgy and desperate that she could fly out of her skin. "Az, please," she moaned.
"Better," he praised, and dragged her mouth to his for a bruising kiss, his tongue reducing her to a puddle of breathless need. He ducked his head to suck on her throat, and Maia's eyes rolled back, her groan loud when Ark spanked her ass again.
He was so damn receptive to her desires, so observant of the things that drove her wild. He proved that by saying in that dominant tone, "Do you want us to take control of you, sweetheart? To make you our plaything?"
Ark caressed the hot, throbbing skin of her ass before slapping the other cheek, making Maia's breath jump when she rasped, "I want it so badly."
The silver sheen had left her skin at some point; she barely even noticed.
Azrail's fingers slid into her hair, gripping tight to bring her forehead to his mouth for a lingering kiss that shredded any doubts she'd had about their relationship.
"Fuck, that's hot," Kheir groaned from the sofa.
"We can't ruin the map table," Azrail said in that dangerous voice that made Maia desperate for him, "but we can certainly fuck you on this desk so hard it collapses."
"Holy fuck," Maia choked out. She'd never seen this side of Azrail, and she could hardly breathe.
"Look at your eyes," he said with a soft laugh, ducking to lift her from the floor, legs around his waist. "So dark, your pupils dilated. Do you love this, sweetheart?"
Maia nodded, arching desperately into him, so damn sensitive everywhere they touched. She might not have been glowing anymore, but it still felt like he was touching her soul.
Ark squeezed her ass as he brushed past them, clearing off the heavy desk Az had indicated with a neatness and efficiency that turned her on even more. She didn't know why seeing him so capable and confident was hot, but there was no denying that her golden guard was devastatingly sexy with his sleeves rolled up to the elbows and shirt unbuttoned over his toned chest and stomach.
When Azrail set her down on the desk, she reached for both of them, grabbing Az's belt at the same time she leaned up to kiss Ark. Her golden mate kissed like he was trying to merge them into one person, groaning as he sucked on her tongue.
"Greedy girl," Azrail murmured with a laugh, standing between her thighs. "And look, you've already dripped onto the desk."
Maia's breath caught when her Knight circled her clit with his thumb, fingers exploring more dripping, heated flesh until she was clenching and pulsing with every touch.
