Page 134 of Of Witches and Queens


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“Where do you think you’re going?” he rumbles.

“Nowhere. There’s nowhere else I’d rather fucking be,” I admit.

Sindri lifts his head, blinks blearily at us. “Abesh k’emel,” he says hoarsely. “I don’t remember coming here.”

“Don’t worry.” Jason rolls on his back to look at him. “Neither do I.”

“Not very reassuring,” Sindri mutters, then meets my gaze and gives a faint smile. “Rys. Ash. Mia…”

She turns away from me to take their hands and they jolt a little as the memories rush them.

Jason sneaks an arm around her, kisses her softly, and Sindri winds his fingers in her hair, stealing a kiss of his own.

“Ash.” I elbow him. “Man, we were left in the dust. Where’s your fucking initiative? Are you letting those losers get her first?”

He growls, leans in, and runs his rough cat-like tongue over my jaw, and I swear it goes straight to my dick. “Don’t worry, Dragonboy. I promise you that this is happening with all of us or not at all.”

Before I have a chance to give him a well-deserved reply, Mia turns toward us and leans in to kiss Ashton, then lifts up to kiss me, the covers rolling all the way down, baring her tits. Damn, they are works of art.

And her lips are like fucking nectar.

“Ash is right,” she says. “We do this together.”

“Look,” I say. “I’m a demon. I’ve seen it all. I’ve tried most things. But I’m not sure how four guys can have sex with a girl at the same time and not… not break her. You know?”

I hate how my heart races at the thought—not in lust but in remembered terror. The things I was made to watch and help with as I grew up. The screams and the blood and pain.

“I won’t let you hurt me,” she says, cupping my cheek. “I promise you that, Rys. Trust me?”

I nod because how can I not? “I trust you,” I whisper.

“It will be fine.” She doesn’t ask how far down the damage goes, how deep the wounds go in my mind. She’s seen the physical evidence, seen the scars. She knows what I had to do. And she’s still here.

“I always said sex was the answer,” I growl.

“You sure did.”

We’ll probably talk about it—all of it—later. All the things Ophelia said, all the things that happened to us. To her, too. We need to let it all out and reassure ourselves that the bond between us remains as strong as ever. Make decisions. Make a plan for the future.

But our physical need for each other is too strong to ignore. I don’t know if shifting makes you horny as hell, or if it’s just being near her. Near all of them.

Point is… I’m hard as a rock and I’m not the only one. All four of us guys are sporting some heavy-duty hard-ons and Mia, well… She just looks flushed and pretty and hot as hell.

“I take first dibs,” I whisper, reaching for her and a glance at Ashton’s face shows him amused as we lean over him to kiss again. I grip her neck in one hand, slide the other over her breasts, over her hardening nipples, rubbing at them until she’s panting in my mouth.

“I like this arrangement,” Ashton says with a smirk when we break for air, sliding his fingers between Mia’s legs, making her gasp. “Damn hot and wet. I fucking love it.”

Jason has sat up, sliding his hands over Mia’s hips, his mouth on her neck, and Sindri has an arm draped over Jason’s shoulders, stroking his cock, sharp teeth bared.

“I need you,” I whisper, my cock aching as I watch Ashton’s fingers moving in and out of her, wet and glistening, listening to her panting breaths, seeing the flush spreading over her breasts. “Ashton, lick those fingers and make room for me.”

“Mm...” He withdraws his fingers, licks them. “But I want her mouth.”

“So do I,” Sindri says breathlessly.

“And I,” Jason whispers, “want everything.”

Mia moans, eyes half-closing. “Yes,” she breathes. “Please. All of you.”

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