Page 45 of The Rebel Witch


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“I think he’s got it in his head that maybe she wasn’t the one in control when she did the worst of her crimes,” Gray explained.

“It’s hard for me to believe Liv doesn’t understand what’s happened. I was there when she greeted us. She announced that the royals were to be executed,” I explained, remembering that day not so long ago. She’d nearly killed the queen and Quinn. “But then she claims she would never have hurt me.”

Either she’d become a spectacular liar since I’d been gone or she believed it.

“We can talk to Tix in the morning. I’ve learned he’s got a wide breadth of knowledge when it comes to what demons are capable of, and he’s excellent at detecting lies,” Gray said, pushing off the banister. “But that is a problem for another day. Tonight we have to deal with a few other things. Kelsey, take off your clothes. We’re going to the playroom.”

This activity had not been mentioned before. I didn’t know we had an itinerary. “There’s a playroom? What do we play?”

He stared at me for long enough that I figured it out. Sex. He was talking about sex.

He was talking about kinky, tie me up and fuck me any way he wanted sex.

Trent was grinning my way. “Do you have any idea how long he’s wanted to get you in that room? He’s spent years perfecting it.”

“You’ve seen it?” I asked the question with genuine curiosity as I followed him through the big bedroom.

Our rooms were even more luxurious than our suite at the old Council building, which didn’t exist anymore. But it had been hella nice, and this was even nicer. I’d explored a little, and our private rooms included the massive bedroom and bath complete with a soaking tub for three and a shower you could have a large orgy in. There was a sitting and dining room, and what Tix had called an entertainments room, which included a larger screen than ever seen in a private residence on the Earth plane.

And there was a small room off the main bedroom that contained a crib with the ceiling painted like the night sky.

Tix had been busy getting ready for baby boy, and I wasn’t sure if I was amused by his enthusiasm or scared by it.

“I’ve seen it, but don’t think I’ve played with him in there,” Trent replied with a grin. “I’m not sexually submissive.”

“You can be,” Gray said, opening a set of French doors.

“No, I can enjoy some rough sex,” Trent clarified. He stepped up and got into Gray’s space. “If you think I’ve been submitting to you, demon, you should think again.”

“I’m going to need to see this and make my own judgment call.” My heart rate had ticked up at the sight of those gorgeous men looking at each other.

A brow rose over Gray’s eyes as he turned slightly to look my way. “You are not going to be a spectator this evening.” He turned back to Trent. “Neither are you. I finally have you both here at my mercy, and I’m not going to waste the experience. However, I will give you something to think about, Kelsey mine.”

One big hand moved around Trent’s neck, cupping it, and then his fingers slid into Trent’s hair, gripping him and tugging his head back before Gray kissed him.

Really kissed him. Kissed him like he needed Trent to breathe.

Was that how we looked when Gray kissed me? Because it was hot and hit me in all the right body parts.

When he released Trent, my wolf took a breath in, scenting the air around him. His eyes were hot as he looked my way, but his words were for Gray. “We can tell her everything, show her everything. There’s zero need to ease her into what happened between us while she was gone. It’ll get her hot. I told you she wouldn’t care.”

He was wrong about that. I moved in, my heart so filled with love for them both. “I do care. I care that you comforted each other. I care that you had each other to love. But it sucks that I didn’t get to watch. Did anyone get spanked?”

I gasped as I was on my feet one minute and hauled over Gray’s shoulder the next. A big hand came down on my ass, sending a sharp shock of arousal through me.

“You’re the only one I spank, baby,” Gray announced as he walked through the doorway and into the playroom he’d spent years perfecting for me.

“I am not submissive to anything except my wife’s desires,” Trent clarified. “You want to spank me, baby?”

Gray set me on my feet.

I looked Trent’s way, my nipples tight against my bra. “Nope. I think you both know exactly what I like, and this room proves it.”

Room? It was more than a room. It was like a wing. A sex wing. The whole place was done in gorgeous jewel tones and had heavy Fae influences since the walls were covered in glossy green vines and big, gorgeous flowers that I hoped wouldn’t roofie me because I wanted to remember this experience.

Trent moved in behind me, and I could feel his erection against the small of my back. “I think we should probably talk about some things since I’d like to know why I smell cat everywhere, but I don’t think the big guy is going to be patient.”

“Ask her anything you like. If she doesn’t have my cock in her mouth, she’ll be able to answer,” Gray replied. “But get her naked while you’re doing it.”

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