“Maybe a bit of wife-swapping?”
The sexual energy of the room swirled around Sabrina. Any other time the idea would bother her,
but here? Here it turned her on.
“You like that idea?” he asked with a wicked grin.
She nodded.
He held out his hand, and she walked closer. He traced the edge of her dress with a single finger
and goosebumps erupted across her chest. He pulled at the elastic and flicked her nipple.
She met his hungry gaze with her own, suddenly feeling a strong need to please him. “How may I
please you, my lord?”
His eyes glittered and a grin spread across his face. “I want to taste you.” He lifted her onto the
large table next to the wall and she lay back as he pushed aside her skirt. He ran a gentle hand over
her. “You’ve been well-attended tonight.”
“I enjoy it.” She closed her eyes as he kissed the swollen lobes gently. His tongue was magic,
swirling around the sensitive skin and eliciting the most wonderful sensations. “Damian . . .”
Chase tightened his grip on the slave girl’s hair as he came in her mouth and then smiled down at her.
“Thank you.”
He looked around as the girl left and saw Sabrina laying on a table near the back of the hall, a
man’s face buried between her thighs. He smiled. “I never imagined I’d come to a Gathering for a
break from sex,” he said with a chuckle to Richard.
Richard laughed. “She’s wearing you out?”
“Thankfully Ethan helps, but honestly, yes. She’s insatiable.” He sent a loving look as she glanced
up from the table. “But I wouldn’t wish it to be any different.”
“Good.” Richard tilted his head. “Things have settled with Ethan?”
“Oh, yeah. He’s . . . He’s changed.” Chase smiled. “His inner demons leave him alone most of the
time now. I can see it in his eyes.”
“That’s good. You’ve helped heal two hearts.”
Chase’s heart warmed and he sat up a little straighter.
“He didn’t want to come tonight?”
Chase shook his head. “He and Lance were going to go out. Lance is kinda the odd man out and
Ethan felt bad.”