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She tilts her head while Cage caresses her shoulder. “Where does it go? All this power.”

I hum in thought. “Well, if we had been in my kingdom, you would power the blood fields and help me maintain my people with sustenance and the peace you offer. Now, it channels through Cain and helps him control his beast. For the first time in his very long life, he’s healing. And for us, well, we’re happy to give it to him. We only want you.”

A shadow passes over her gaze. “Are you sad? That you can’t return to your people?”

Cage chuckles behind her as he answers for me. “You’re all that matters to him now, Scarlett. His people never accepted him. He owes them nothing.” The ferocity in Cage’s gaze warms my cold heart. “He is more of a King than the Strigoi will ever know. Even here, he accepts his role as a Prince because he doesn’t want Cain’s throne. He doesn’t want the power you offer. He only wants you.”

She smiles at me, the sight making my cock vibrate again. “Are you both saying I’m your dream?”

I grin, enjoying the sight. “You’re everything, Scarlett. Now, spread your legs and let Cage please you while you tell me what it is you like. What it is you dream, because we’re going to make every fucking one come true.”

CHAPTER 40

SCARLETT

I find my legs falling open in immediate compliance with Sabre’s orders.

This was supposed to be a date where we learned one another, but my body is screaming for more than just teasing touches.

Cage peels away the wedding silks wrapped around my body, exposing me inch by inch.

In this dream, I wear Cain’s marks, but my marriage vow is to my mates.

There are two new slashes, each consisting of four claw marks on either side of my rib cage.

One for Sabre, and one for Cage.

Cage’s fingers explore his mark, and my skin tingles under his touch. When his fingers move down between my legs and rub me over the soft layer of silk pressed against my clit, I moan.

“Do you like me watching Cage please you?” Sabre asks.

He’s been pushing me to answer many questions about my preferences.

“I like it when you’re pleased,” I answer honestly.

He smiles at me and slowly lowers the zipper on his pants, then pulls out his beautiful cock. It’s long and thick. The head vibrates when he strokes his fingers over it, and the other bulb at his base is hidden by the fabric.

My pussy throbs at the sight as Cage grazes his fingers over me again. My lips part on a gasp when he uses his claw to snap the fabric, giving him full access to my sex.

“Do you like this better?” Sabre asks while he pleasures himself, his gaze on me before dropping to my pussy as Cage spreads my legs wider, giving Sabre an unimpeded view.

“Yes,” I whisper as I try to close my legs, but Cage keeps them open. “But…”

Sabre’s eyebrow jolts upward. “But you want my tongue?”

I bite my lip before nodding.

His eyes flash with red as his features change, and his long tongue darts out. “You’ll get my tongue soon enough. First, I want to watch Cage feast on you. Would you like that?”

Sabre apparently has a thing for watching, and that drives me insane in all the right ways.

“Yes,” I whisper helplessly as my body aches for everything he just said.

I expect Cage to lay me down. Instead, he lifts me up by my hips until I’m kneeling. He walks around me, then lies down and rolls onto his back. “Come sit on my face, Sigil,” he says, making me whimper.

His legs are facing Sabre, and I know what’s going to happen when Sabre starts to peel Cage’s pants down.

He wants me to watch, too.

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