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I shook my head. “This isn’t Phinova.”
Ian let out a long breath. “She’s here in this camp, you know, in the wagon that Tote pushed behind me.”
“I figured.” Xander’s voice sounded close.
I glanced over to see him right behind me.
Xander stared into my eyes. “Evil lives in Phinova’s body.”
I put my view back on Ian. “You must bury her or—”
“He can’t just bury her now. The evil could sink into the earth and grow within the mages’ territory.” Xander shook his head. “You will have to set Phinova’s corpse on fire and make sure her flesh turns to ash. There is no other way.”
Ian whispered, “I cannot,”
“Maybe I can do it for you,” I offered.
“No. Ian has to do it himself, but we will be next to him the whole time.” Xander moved closer to me and twirled the ends of my hair. “Phinova is your past. You have more in your future.”
“Only death rests in my future.” Ian frowned.
“No.” An exasperated breath escaped Xander’s lips. “My queen has feelings for you, Ian.”
I tensed. “No. That is not—”
“While it is not as deep as her feelings for me.” Xander’s voice darkened. “There is something between you both.”
I looked at Xander. “What are you saying? Where is this going?”
Xander kept his view on Ian. “I can’t say I will ever let her be in your future without a fight, but. . .I cannot ignore the energy flowing back and forth between you both.”
I stirred. “I don’t know where this is. . .going.”
Ian studied me. “You still do not understand the power of a queen?”
I frowned. “I don’t think what we are talking about should be discussed any further.”
“There is something between you. I can smell when you are aroused by him. Don’t be afraid, my queen. Ian won’t die tonight.” Xander returned his gaze to Ian. “Earlier, did you like his hands on you?”
I gritted my teeth. “We were talking about the Quiet King and Phinova, not. . .what happened earlier.”
“But now we will talk about that?” A deep growl left Xander. “Did you like his hands on you, while I was moving within you?”
I bit my lip and tried to yank up the courage inside me to answer the truth.
Instead, I kept quiet and pushed away from Ian.
Fast, Ian grabbed my waist and tightened his grip. “Don’t ask her, Xander. She will never want to displease you. Look to her body. What does her blood say, Xander?”
“She loves your hands.”
My body heated.
“But. . .” I swallowed. “I love you, Xander. That is it. End of discussion. Enough.”
“This is not about love, my queen.” Xander gathered all my hair, tossed it over my shoulder, and kissed me on the back of the neck, sending delicious shivers through me. “I know that you love me. When I touch my queen, her blood sings even louder.”
“Aww. I hear it.” Ian bobbed his head. “It’s even more melodious then Phinova’s blood. Maybe your connection is deeper than ours could’ve ever been.”
What are we. . .talking about?
I moved my view to Xander and then Ian. Both of their eyes glowed as if they were drowning in arousal.
Ian widened his eyes. “Xander, do you think that you can share your queen?”
“I am not sure.”
I shook my head. “I don’t think. . .we should go down this road. Let us leave this topic alone.”
Xander frowned. “Yet, your blood says differently. I knew it was happening when you first gave him your blood, but. . .”
“No. I’m not sure about this. Who cares about my blood?”
“It is important to please you as much as possible.” Xander licked his lips. “That means that I must listen to your body and blood, even when I don’t want to.”
“Then. . .” Ian leaned back. “We shall see, if. . .I die tonight from truly tasting your queen.”
I shivered. “But. . .”
Ian placed his hands on my robe’s tie and began to unravel it from the knot.
My body perked up, excited to be between two captivating kings.
Ian opened the robe.
Cool air brushed against my skin.
Ian groaned as his view traveled over my body. “Can I taste you, Queen?”
Yes. No. I don’t know.
I looked over my shoulder at Xander, searching for an answer. I needed to know how he felt about this if he was heartbroken.
I couldn’t just go with my body’s cries for desire.
I had to listen to my heart and my heart resided with him, my king. “Xander, how do you feel about this?”
“I am not sure.” Xander slipped my robe down my shoulders and dragged it to the ground. “I will not be dishonest. Part of me wants to cut out Ian’s throat right now.”
My bottom lip quivered. “And. . .the other part?”
“The other part yearns to hear you moan and experience great pleasure.”
I exhaled.
“When I see Ian’s hands on you, I am not mad right now. Maybe I will be upset if he touches you again, but for now. . .I am content.”
