Page 38 of Magic Trials


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Zak chuckled against my lips at my possessive display, and Axel growled a warning.

The Demigod of Sea remained quiet, but his power refused to stay put; it crushed into me like waves, soaking me with his disapproval and dark need at the same time.

“That’s enough, Zak,” Axel said. “She’s mine. I saw her first.”

He shoved himself like a wedge between us and glared at the sky demigod.

Zak’s sky-blue gaze stayed on me, bright and awed and full of desire.

Axel didn’t miss a beat and wrapped around me, as if he was afraid that someone else would take me away.

“Be gentle with her!” he barked. “She’s still in shock.”

“She aroused all three of us,” Paxton said in a tone curling with dark anger. “No woman has ever done that.”

He said it like it was my fault. What was his problem?

“Haven’t you seen what the runes did to her?” Axel hissed. “It set her on fire from within! She can’t be responsible for her actions right now. I won’t let anyone take advantage of her while she’s vulnerable.”

“What about you?” Zak asked. “Who’s to protect her from you then?”

“I’d never hurt her,” Axel said.

Zak folded his muscled arms before his broad chest and snorted.

“She doesn’t seem fragile to me, even after what happened to her,” Paxton said. “She’s more like a she-shark that’s ready to bite.”

“I’m still here, in case you jerks haven’t noticed,” I hissed. “And is there even a she-shark? How can you know the sex of a shark? Do you flip it around and take a peek? I don’t think the shark will be so pleased at your poke.”

Axel laughed. “That’s my girl, as fun as ever.”

Paxton gave me a look. “I’m the Demigod of Sea. I know my shit.”

Zak chortled, running a hand over his cropped hair. “Marigold’s bite was actually delicious. I haven’t tasted the like for ages.”

“We’re done here,” Axel growled. “Marigold has had enough. She won’t put up with any more frivolousness.”

He put his trench coat over me and scooped me up, and I clung to him like a vine while gazing up at him expectantly, hoping he would grace me with another hot kiss.

I hadn’t savored him enough when he kissed me so briefly.

The old Marigold was thinking how crazy it was for me to have kissed two demigods. I barely knew them. But after the runes had jumped my bones and turned to nasty flames, maybe I deserved a little break with a big distraction?

“She isn’t yours alone, Axel,” said the Demigod of Sea. “Since you both kissed her, I demand the same courtesy. I did save her, too.”

I turned to him, licking my swollen lips—the result of being kissed by two demigods. Paxton was a knockout. His flowing silver hair framed a perfect, masculine face that seemed carved out of the purest, hardest ice. His body—every defined muscle exuding power—was every woman’s wet dream.

I was slick between my thighs, and I lusted after him as well.

However, I was also pissed.

He hadn’t been remotely friendly toward me, even though he’d helped put out the fire inside me along with other demigods.

He demanded to kiss me. He hadn’t even bothered to ask if I wanted it or not. He thought he could stake his claim as he saw fit. I bet he was the entitled jackass type who had always taken what he wanted. I bet he’d treated women as disposable pleasures, barely appreciating them, like we were trash.

Some women might overlook his flaws and swarm to him because he was gorgeous and powerful, but I’d never date an asshole. I wouldn’t give him an inch.

I met his violet, bedroom eyes. The cockiness and dark hunger in them made my heart flutter for a second.

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