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Ian inhaled me. “This is the power of a true queen.”
I looked at both of them, unsure of what to do.
My body wanted them both, but my heart belonged to Xander.
I needed to make a decision, and I needed to make it fast before things got out of hand.
Xander watched me. “What do you want this evening, Camille?”
Chapter 23
Desire and Caution
Camille
What should I do?
Xander somewhat gave his blessing for all three of us to have sex. Ian appeared more than happy with the possibility of this arrangement.
However, I knew what it felt like to be emotionally disrespected. I understood the pain of being tossed to the side without another thought.
My husband had done it so easily.
I could never break Xander’s heart that way. He was my king and I would protect him in all ways.
Meanwhile, I also had to make sure that I treated Ian with care and respect too. With this news of Phinova truly being dead, Ian was at a low point, needing love and compassion.
I have to be careful.
The moment was simultaneously monumental and terrifying, like standing on the edge of a cliff and looking down into an endless abyss.
I took a deep breath, feeling the weight of their gazes on me. “I want you both.”
Xander’s eyes widened in surprise, while Ian’s lips curled into a smirk.
Still a deafening hush enveloped the room.
Tension gathered in my shoulders.
Finally, Xander broke the quiet. “Then you shall have us both, my queen. Tonight.”
“But. . .” My heart boomed in my ears. “Are you sure. . .we should do this tonight?”
Xander groaned. “I like the way your blood is singing.”
I widened my eyes and then looked to Ian.
“I am not sure if tonight is a good idea, Camille.” Ian leaned forward. “I just want to.”
Xander turned to Ian. “Just remember that Camille is my queen.”
I went still.
“Yes, my king.” Ian slowly nodded. “That is one thing I will never ever forget.”
“Good.” Xander ran his fingers along my cheeks. “Also remember that this may be a one-time moment, Ian. I do not know if I could share my queen other times.”
Ian let out a deep groan. “I will take Camille any way I can get her.”
Unable to help myself, I ran my gaze over Ian’s muscular chest. He was irresistibly sexy. His abdominal muscles curled into that oh-so-perfect V-shape, tapering down to a narrow waist.
My heart raced.
Unspoken desire lathered the space.
I could feel the heat rising inside me as I looked back and forth at them. Their bodies were so close to mine.
I knew I wanted this, but the gravity of what we were about to do was not lost on me.
“Okay, but first. . .” I took a moment to collect my thoughts. “We need rules.”
Ian licked his lips. “I can understand that.”
“After hearing what happened with Phinova, Nai, and you. . .I don’t want any of that to come our way.” I shrugged. “Rules could help us.”
Xander moved his hands to my hair and twirled the ends. “What would be the rules?”
“We have to talk to each other if. . .something happens where someone feels disrespected.” I swallowed. “I could never hurt you or Ian.”
“You won’t hurt me.” Xander inhaled the end of my hair. “We have had our problems, but you love me just as much as I love you.”
In that moment, I knew that our bond was more than just fleeting moments of lust. It was a deep connection that would guide us through any darkness and into the light, where we would embrace our destiny as one.
“Are there other rules?” Ian asked.
“Yes. There should be total trust and loyalty between us.” I cleared my throat. “Ian, when I heard your stories about the past, it sounded like there were times when Phinova snuck off with you to have sex without your brother being around. Other moments, she secretly plotted with Nai to kill your family, and you had no idea.”
Xander frowned. “Phinova was an evil queen.”
I blinked. “Xander, don’t say that about Ian’s queen.”
“No.” Ian shook his head. “I am not crazy enough to think that Phinova wasn’t evil. But. . .as my queen, I didn’t care.”
“Still,” I eyed Xander. “We will have respect for Ian’s first queen.”
Xander smirked. “Yes, my queen, and I like when you order me.”
I blushed at his words, feeling warmth rise to my cheeks. “Also. . .this situation is. . .something I didn’t plan for.”
Xander’s expression went neutral. “What do you want from us?”
“I think we should start slow.” I lowered my voice, the weight of the situation pressing down on me. “Maybe just kissing and touching at first. Then, we separate and see how that goes before doing anything else much later this evening.”
My words were a careful dance between desire and caution, a testament to the complexity of our entwined fates.
