Page 91 of When Shadows Dream: Shadow Hounds

Athon massaged her feet gently, then moved his way up her body. If massage was meant to relieve tension, he was failing miserably. The fire that flared to life in her veins set her muscles to quivering.

Nithe traced his mark at her breast reverently as he watched Roth kiss his way up her neck. He smiled down at her and whispered in her ear.

“Enjoy this, a stór. I am here, but this moment is for the three of you. I love you.”

Relief and joy filled her heart, alongside the love she felt for Nithe and the expanding space in her heart for Roth and Athon.

A sudden gasp was wrenched from her as Athon’s lips found the soft fold of her labia through the thin fabric. He teased them with licks and nips before he tore the fragile barricade apart, slipped between the wet and eagerly parting flesh to zero in on her sensitive nub. Stars shot across her vision and she squeezed her thighs tight around his head.

Roth’s playful nips at her skin got sharper and gooseflesh covered her skin. Athon trailed his lips down to her inner thigh, laving at the extra soft flesh.

As one they bit down and groaned deeply. Her orgasm rocked through her with all the subtlety of a freight train, surprising the shit out of her. Thankfully, not literally.

Both males licked at her flesh gently before they each took her lips in a kiss that spoke volumes about the claim they had on her heart, and she on theirs. The metallic tang of blood lingered on her tongue.

Shit, I’m gonna need fresh pants, before we meet with her friend. The thought came from Roth.

No shit, Sherlock. Same goes for me, too. Athon’s response drew giggles from Jezzie.

“Did we say that out loud?” Athon looked at them with a confused expression.

“No, the link works superfast but you won’t have proper control over it for a while. Thankfully, only I can hear you both. Wait, Nithe, could you hear them?” Jezzie looked over at Nithe hopefully.

“Sorry, Jez. Maybe it’s because they are mates too, even if they haven’t sealed the bond yet? Or it could be because they bit you at the same time? We can experiment later, when everyone is more in control, and we spend more time together. Right now we should take a quick swim, get a change of clothes, and go find Tana. We’ve got less than three hours. Time enough for whatever you girls want to do, and for us to get some dinner.”

Jezzie moved as if lightning had zapped her on the ass and grabbed her pants as she ran to the exit. In reality, she knew her cousin was likely to tear her a new asshole if she failed to spend her last few hours here with her.

“Come find me and Tana when you’re done,” she yelled over her shoulder. She didn’t have time to look back.

If she had, she would have seen three sets of eyes devouring the sight of her bare ass bouncing in the breeze.

Chapter 40

Her last few hours with Tana had flown by way too fast. Jezzie clung tightly to Tana, soaking up her company as much as possible. They ate dinner, then watched a movie and threw popcorn at the guys as they complained about the chick flick she and Tana forced them to watch. She was a little worried about what would happen next so the laughter and carefree moment was much needed, and had her smiling still as they rounded the bend and entered the den.

Her forward motion was cut short as her group abruptly came to a halt. She didn’t want to leave Tana, or her uncle, but her time was up, and the woman standing in the middle of the room surrounded by five fidgety princes was there to make it happen. There were so many unknowns. She needed to contact her aunt and mom. She was looking forward to seeing, or at least speaking to them.

Hell, they were soon to come face to face with Lucifer himself, and she’d have to deal with the fallout. For all she knew he might not even let her cross the threshold into wherever it was they lived, and then all her angst would be a moot point.

“What the fuck are they doing here?” Tana spit out venomously.

Oh, someone was pissed. Rian looked like he wanted to cry. Damn. What the hell had happened?

“Tana, mind your mouth and remember your manners, young one,” Leraie snapped, the sharp bite of her tone like a slap to the face.

Considering Tana’s instant recoil she’d felt the full force of Leraie’s rebuke, but she still glared shards of disdain at the males before us.

“They’re here to say goodbye to Jezzie and Nithe, Tana. It’s not going to cost you anything to allow them this moment.”

“You’re right. I’m sorry, Leraie. I’ll behave.” Tana straightened her shoulders and looked Leraie in the eyes.

The next thing Jezzie knew she and Nithe were pulled forward into a giant group hug. The princes were all slapping Nithe on the back and joking around as they gave her quick bear hugs and promised to kick the asses of anyone who hurts them.

“We’re family, Jezzie. At least, we will be once we convince your stubborn cousin of our good intentions and sincerity. Or you marry my boy, Nithe,” Thad whispered in her ear, followed by a wink as he pulled back.

“Fucking gorgons,” snarled Rian off to her left.

She’d never heard such venom in his voice before, and when she looked over at him a shadowy mask rippled over his features. His ears and nose became more pointed and long, his eyes narrowed, and lines creased his brow. He looked like an evil pixie or goblin from a fairy tale told to children, one without a happy ending. He shook his head and the overlay disappeared, leaving Jezzie to ponder what the fuck was going on, and just what those bitches had gone and done this time.

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