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He shook his head, dark hair falling over one eye. "I would have known something was missing. I would have tried to find out where you were. And when I couldn't find you… I couldn't just move on. The gods meant for us to be together. I fully believe that."

"You believe in the gods?" I couldn't help the light tease. "I remember now. Your favourite is the god of jokesters. If he intended for us to be together, then what does that mean?"

Zared grimaced. "It means we make each other laugh?" he ventured.

He closed his eyes and exhaled out his nose before he opened them again. "You didn't answer the question. Would you have touched me?"

I glanced down towards his muscular chest, then back up again. Gods, he was so handsome it was ridiculous.

"I know people seem to think I'm selfless and caring. I'm not. I'm selfish. So many times I knew I should push you away but I couldn't. I didn’t, because I wanted you to be with me. So, yes, I would have touched you if I knew it would make you remember me. I need you. I'm sorry, that probably makes me a total bitch." If he had any sense, he should have run away from me.

Instead, he immediately said, "Not at all. If the situation was reversed, I'd touch you too, in a heartbeat. I always had trouble keeping my hands off you anyway." He raised my wrists, tugging me until our chests met.

"Really?" I teased. "I hadn't noticed."

He grinned, then slammed his mouth down onto mine. His tongue shoved its way between my lips and rammed almost down my throat.

I sucked like it was his cock.

I didn't hear the door open and close, but then Tavian spoke. "Do you mind if I join? I brought a little something."

Zared and I broke apart and turned to the Master of Assassins.

Tavian raised his hand. In his palm he held a bottle of lubricating oil.

I glanced back at Zared. Anything that happened between him and Tavian had to be his choice. Truthfully, the idea of them together sent wet warmth right between my legs. If they both wanted it, I was one hundred percent here for it.

After what felt like a lifetime of held breaths, Zared finally nodded. "Are you as obedient as Khala?"

Tavian grinned with relief and excitement. "Definitely. Tell us what you want your dutiful omegas to do."

The heat between my legs grew to inferno level. My whole body trembled with anticipation.

Zared rubbed his chin in thought. "Take each other's clothes off." He grabbed a chair from the side of the room, turned it to face the bed and sat down. He leaned back and crossed his knees, one eyebrow raised.

He reminded me a little of Ryze, but now was not the time to vocalise such a comparison.

"You heard the man," Tavian said. He started oh-so slowly unbuttoning my shirt and slid it off my shoulders. When it pooled on the floor, I did the same to him.

He undid my pants and I shimmied out of them, and my panties. I kicked them aside and helped him out of his.

I glanced over to see Zared with his own pants undone, stroking his hand over his own erect cock.

"Lie down on your stomach," Zared said to Tavian. "Your feet are still on the floor."

"Yes sir." Tavian did as he asked. He lay face first, his legs hanging off the end of the bed, legs apart, ass in the air.

Zared grabbed up the lubricating oil and handed it to me. "Prepare his ass for me."

Holy gods, yes please.Just when I thought I couldn't get any hotter and wetter with anticipation, I did.

Surprised by his confidence and eagerness, I took the jar, unscrewed the top and dipped my fingers inside. I warmed it with a bit of magic and eased a finger carefully inside Tavian's rear hole. He was warm and tight. The idea of Zared's cock sliding in there…

"Is this all right?" I asked.

Tavian groaned. "More than all right. Use more fingers to stretch me. Don't be afraid to hurt me. If Ryze can fit in there, your fingers can."

Now there was a mental image to keep a girl warm on a cold winter's night.

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