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The hand on my waist tightened almost painfully. Red eyes burned through hazel, his lips ticked up into a wicked grin.
My heart beat in time with Zane’s, rearing with excitement together for what was to come.
Chapter 24
Darkness fell by the time we finished discussing our plan. It was extreme. Something I wouldn’t have done in the past. Back then, I worked behind the scenes, manipulating everyone and everything around me to get what I wanted.
Except this was the future.
Nick made a good argument for being visible with my actions. I had to let the humans and the mages know that I was fighting back. I had to rally the people. Give them the courage to fight back too.
The worry about how the rest of the world would react added an additional factor.
If the people were behind us, if what we did was shown to the rest of the world, the hope was that other areas would follow our example. Thatwewould be the match that started the fire. While it wasn’t quite the bonfire I had imagined to get back at the mages, it was something.
Something magical.
Rebecca went to bed with a promise of discussing what happened with Adam later. The sly gleam in her eyes told me exactly what she expected to happen when she was gone.
“So I suppose you’re going to go home now?” I sighed, leaning against Blake’s shoulder, my hand holding Luke’s on my other side.
Zane pushed his glasses up his nose. “It would seem suspicious if we didn’t come back.”
“You could,” Luke squeezed my hand, “come back with us.”
I lifted my head from Blake’s shoulder and scoffed. “Gage wouldn’t like that. He made it clear he didn’t trust me or want me near any of you.”
Blake turned, pinching my chin between his fingers. “We won’t let him hurt you. It’s not up to him whether we spend time with you or not. He doesn’t control us.”
My body warmed at his protectiveness and, my lips curled at the edges. I placed my hand on his, pulling him closer to me. My voice went low, seductive. “Please. Stay.”
A low growl rumbled from Blake. Then his lips were on mine. I pressed up against him, his hand in my hair, and he sucked my lower lip into his mouth, dragging his teeth across it until I moaned.
Consumed in the kiss, I briefly felt Luke’s fingers stroke up and down my hand before placing it on his lap.
My fingers wrapped around Luke’s hard length, rubbing and stroking him through his pants. He thrusted up into my hand, his other hand trailing through my hair as I kissed his brother. The hand on my face slid down, brushed against my cleavage before dipping beneath the neckline of my dress.
I gasped into Blake’s mouth, his hand cupping my breast, thumb brushing over my hard nipple.
A long drawn out groan came from Zane.
My eyes crept open, sliding over to the cleric. They moved over his face, his glasses fogged up as he breathed heavily, his hand moving slowly up and down his cock. My hand tightened on Luke, making him grunt.
I couldn’t pull my eyes away from Zane’s movements, tracking his hand as it moved up and down, squeezing the top in a twisting motion, forcing glistening liquid to drip out.
Blake growled into my mouth, which had grown passive while I watched Zane. Without warning, Blake dragged me away from Luke and onto his lap, pulling my legs on either side of him.
My aching core pressed against the hard ridged length of him beneath his pants. My hips rocked, and we both moaned. Blake’smouth captured mine again, his hands going into my hair as he ravaged my mouth.
Something tugged on the back of my dress and loosened it. Hands trailed over my shoulders, sliding down to my chest where my dress had dipped. They cupped and molded my breasts in their hands, pinching my nipples until I gasped and bucked against Blake.
Dragging my mouth away from Blake’s, I leaned back to find Zane’s face close to mine, while Luke’s hands pulled at my dress until it pooled in my lap. Blake gripped the fabric in his hands, pulling my hips down as he ground against me.
“Off,” I gasped into Zane’s mouth, pulling at my dress. I wanted skin against skin. I wanted to touch and take and taste. I wanted it all.
Riiiiip.
I didn’t know if it was Luke or Blake who ripped my dress before they jerked it off my body and threw it somewhere in the living area. I didn’t care because the moment I was bare, hands and mouths roamed over my skin, setting me alight with need.
