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“Fuck no,” Luke groaned, finding a spot on the couch, not caring that there was blood everywhere.
Blake sat next to him, his eyes boring into us as if it was the biggest event of the century. Which to me, it was.
Zane pulled his lower lip between his teeth, his fingers twitching at his sides. “If you don’t take her, Adam, I will.”
Gage grunted his agreement.
Adam glowered at them, his voice a low growl. “Hands off. You can watch, but no touching.” His tone lightened as he added, “This time.”
He grabbed me by the thighs and lifted me, and I wrapped my legs around his waist. His mouth found the spot between my neck and shoulder, sucking and biting until I moaned, grinding myself against him.
Adam lifted his head, glancing at me and then down at the ground before smirking at me. “You’re a bad influence on me.”
I grinned down at him. “Why’s that?”
Without warning, Adam dropped us down to the ground, cooling liquid touched my back. With one turn of my head, I was looking into Jetta’s lifeless face. I barely had a moment to comprehend what was happening before Adam pressed my knees to my chest and slid into me.
I gasped. My back arched. Fingers grabbed for his shoulders. His hips thrust against mine, hitting me deep inside. He lifted my hips just slightly and then he was hitting a spot that had me seeing stars.
“Gods, that’s hot. Why is that so hot?”
My mind couldn’t focus enough to figure out who said it, and then Adam had my nipple in his mouth, sucking it hard before laving his tongue over it.
Curling my fingers into his hair, I held him close to me, each suck and flick of his tongue combined his hips thrusting into me to send me flying higher and higher until something snapped.
I arched, my eyes closed and my mouth open wide. I didn’t even care that my hair was covered in someone else’s blood. My release rippled through me, squeezing Adam inside of me.
That urged him on until he groaned loudly. His body tensed. Heat filled me, dripping out of me and onto the floor.
Each breath came out in a panting kind of groan, my body unwinding until everything was light and just... perfect. Everything was perfect.
Chapter 40
I lounged on my bed, a crunchy, salty snack in my hands. Each of the men had their own bedroom, and it just made sense for me to keep one as well. I didn’t want it to seem like I was picking favorites.
Not that I slept in my room that often.
It had been a few days since the encounter that left an imprint on my life and what would soon be the world. Most nights, I ended up in one mage or another’s bed. Sometimes with one of them, sometimes more.
I didn’t know if the arrangement would stay that way in the future, but I was happy with it for now.
My attention flicked to the television across the room, my heart pounding in my chest, nervous for some reason for what was to come.
Adam stood with the others in front of a group of reporters on the television. They were all shouting questions at him at the same time, not giving Adam a chance to answer any of them.
Someone cast a silencing spell and, suddenly, there was blessed quiet. Adam placed his hands on the podium in front of him, his eyes scanning the crowd. A firm expression flattened his kissable lips into a straight line.
“It is with a heavy heart that I have to make this announcement.” Adam glanced behind him at the others.
Each one of them stood proudly and confidently up there next to him. Them being there wasn’t required but it showed the reporters and the world they were an united front.
I wanted to be there with my mages. To stand by their sides, while they told the world the script they rehearsed. But I’d had my time in the spotlight. I would still be helping make decisions as the representative for the humans. I just wasn’t going to beout there on the front lines, where the human haters wouldn’t target me.
The protectiveness of my men frustrated me sometimes. And yet, I understood it. I wasn’t part of this new world. I didn’t have years playing this world’s court games, not like back in my time.
If I wanted change, it had to be with the faces of my men in the forefront.
Was I happy about it? Meh. But I was learning that life and love was about compromise. If it had been Ferdinand, I would have said absolutely not, which was why I think that what I felt for Ferdinand wasn’t really love. Not true love. A love that was deep, dirty. and sometimes scary.
