Page 45 of Gemini Wicked

For a shifter queen, I gotta admit, I’m in an embarrassing state of almost total ignorance about mating ruts. Apparently I threw Max into one when I had my first superheat. And that possessive alpha dragon of mine in rut?

He was… intense.

I mean, even more than usual.

But V’s still kinda new to the shifty stuff. He’s vicious and unpredictable and I honestly have no idea how he’ll be affected. And Lucius is always so restrained. I legit can’t imagine my responsible headmaster abandoning all that ironclad control and losing himself in a mating frenzy.

Just the thought of Lucius losing it makes my pussy tingle and burn.

If all three of my shifter guys go into rut, you know, in unison?

Sure, I have an industrial-strength pussy. Like, we need that kinda resilience down there at ground zero with seven horny guys in this harem. But I’m not sure even my royal titanium pussy’s cut out to handle three alpha shifters in a mating rut.

Under my drenched panties, my slick cunt throbs and clenches with need.

Clearly, she’s ready to give this whole supercharged sex situation the old college try.

I’m still all shivery from the dangerous snick of Vasili’s switchblade (which is, very possibly, the exact one he used earlier to slit the Aquarius queen’s throat). Now his knife slices through the straps of my bralette, one after the other, with such wicked precision the blade doesn’t even graze my skin.

“Hey,” I mumble through Max’s claiming kiss. “That bra came from my lingerie box from Paris, you asshole.”

“I’ll buy you another.” Vasili’s heated whisper spills in my ear. My snake’s voice is a sandpaper growl, much harsher than his usual silky menace. “I’ll buy you the entire inventory, little queen. Just for the pleasure of seeing your delectable body showcase every scrap while I slice your lingerie to ribbons.”

“Whoa.” That’s Neo on the bed, sounding all sexed up and breathless from whatever Ronin’s doing to him. “Dude, you can’t just ruin all Zara’s underwear.”

“That does seem excessive, Goblin King. Even for you.” I gasp out a laugh and surface from the hot suck of Max’s kiss, just so I can catch my breath.

“Darling, I assure you. You haven’t even begun to see me excessive.” Vasili’s hard hands drag my ruined lace below my tits in a makeshift bustier that offers my girls up like canapés. “Yet.”

Before I can answer, my snake’s cool palms cradle my full tits.

Which pretty much hijacks my brain.

My boobs feel way fuller and heavier than usual. My nipples are swollen and uber-sensitive (all signs of a looming heat for yours truly, which is so not the major distraction we all need during finals. Plus, you know, the revolution.)

“Pay attention, little queen.” His vicious fingers twist my nipple rings—hard enough to wring out of me a strangled yelp.

That does it. I’m in charge here. He’s a bully, but he’s not gonna bully me.

Still, he is definitely gonna fuck me.

“Why don’t you make me, bad boy,” I breathe. “All of you.”

God, I really should know by now when not to yank his chain. The Goblin King’s practically a sociopath and it doesn’t take much to push him over the edge.

But he’s so good at this kinda foreplay. So good, so good. When he pinches my tingling nipples between his wicked digits, pleasure streaks through the pinch to pool between my thighs.

My breath breaks on a ragged gasp. My thighs twitch and quiver. My knees clamp around Lucius, still kneeling before my cunt like a priest at the altar.

My wolf growls and shoves my thighs wide with his taloned hands, then dives in to nuzzle my starving pussy through the lace. My drenched panties chafe the engorged bud of my clit. Under the ravenous press of his mouth and the scrape of his fangs, my folds get even slicker.

My head falls back and my mouth falls open.

“Oh, fuuuuck,” I groan through my teeth. “Lucius.”

He snarls and laps down my slit in long hungry licks that make me keen with need.

My alpha dragon looms over me, and my own inner beast coils and purrs. Max’s eyes lock with mine, all burning with heat and narrowed to slits. Then his smoldering gaze drops to my exposed tits. His nostrils flare to pull in a hit of my mating scent.

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