“Gone?” I repeated. “What do you mean, gone?”

18

corentin

“HE WAS RIGHT in the middle of taking her anal virginity when I left,” Nikolai was saying to me as we climbed the steps.

I grimaced a little at that.

He glanced at me over his shoulder. “Well, I want you to be prepared, all right? It’s going to be like that.”

“You’re acting like I want to watch this,” I muttered.

“Well, you showed up, didn’t you?” He raised his eyebrows at me.

He kind of had me there. But, fuck, the thought of watching her with another man made me feel a little queasy. Just the thought made me crazy jealous, and I was voluntarily going to watch it happen.

On the other hand, I was turned on by the entire idea of it, very turned on. Hell, just knowing what I was going to be walking in on, when I drove up to the castle, I’d been all knotted up for it. I’d had a knot for a while now. Maybe, if I was honest, when I saw her coming out of the cathedral on his arm, the two of them together, maybe that had gotten me going.

It was all kinds of fucked up, that was for sure.

I was apprehensive but excited in some way.

“If you try to hurt him, I’ll have to stop you,” said Nikolai. “Don’t do that.”

I swallowed. “You’re sure you could stop me.”

“I admit, I’m out of practice,” he said. “It’s been too long inside the high walls, on the soft beds with the soft sheets and the soft food. I’m not as vigilant as I used to be. But if there’s danger, it won’t matter. I still remember how to kill.”

The way he said it, so casual, it chilled me.

I’d thought about killing Dmitri, thought about it, and it wasn’t as if I’d never killed anyone in my life, but… not a lot, and it had been a big deal, and I still didn’t feel great about it. This guy, he was something else.

He would stop me.

I would keep that in mind. I would respect that about him.

We continued up the stairs, and now, I could smell her. I could smell him, too, and some other scent, something intense and rich and delectable. “Is that Johannes?” I asked.

He turned to look at me, nodding. “That’s what Dmitri does to Johannes. That’s why you know you want to be his, too. That’s why you’re here.”

I swallowed.

“Dmitri’s a little rough around the edges, but he’s good,” said Nikolai.

“He hates me,” I said in a rough voice.

“That might make it hotter,” said Nikolai.

I considered. True. It might.

When we reached the door, Nikolai pushed it open, and the scent that rushed out made my eyes water and my balls go painfully tight. My cock jerked, like an orgasm, it even felt like one, but nothing came out of it.

I staggered inside, to see Aurelie wearing lacy white thigh highs and little white ribbons against her skin, framing her breasts, in Dmitri’s lap.

Dmitri looked huge and wild, his golden curls going every which way, his chest covered in golden curls, one thick forearm banded around Aurelie’s middle.

When he saw me, he got to his feet, and Aurelie came with him, and that was when I realized he was inside her, his knot buried inside her ass.