Page 90 of The Veil of Blood and Magic

“I’m going to watch you fuck him, little tress,” Zev whispers in my ear, sending rivulets of heat all over my skin. “And then I’m taking you for myself.”

I shudder, moving on Jagger’s cock, my body driven wild with need.

Zev continues to kiss and touch me, winding me up without trying to penetrate me.

“Dove,” Jagger groans as I lift up, letting his cock slide all the way out before sinking atop him again. “Fuck, you feel so damn good.”

“Jagger,” I sigh his name, moving faster as I brace my hands on his abdomen for leverage. I ride his cock, each roll of my hips driving me toward that sharp release building beneath my skin.

My magic surges, but I keep it from spilling out, the sensation making me dizzy.

“Come here,” I beg, tugging on him, pulling him upward so we’re face to face. I never stop moving on him, not even as he sits up, our chests flush, our mouths colliding together. “Jagger,” I say his name again, my heart racing as my fangs punch out.

“Yes,” he groans, holding onto me and thrusting up as I sink down, our movements complementing each other, our pleasure syncing with every collision.

Zev pushes my hair to the side, kissing my neck as he massages my breasts from behind, pinching my nipples so hard I gasp, going absolutely liquid around Jagger.

“She likes that,” Jagger says, looking at Zev. “Do it again.”

He does. Goddess, he does.

Magic builds around us, this time from my well of Succubus power, not my Enchantress side.

“Oh, goddess,” I say, gasping for breath as I lock eyes with Jagger. “Jagger,” I breathe his name, upping my pace as we careen toward release. “We’re…we’re…”

“Fuck,” he groans, pumping into me harder. “I feel it, Liv. I’ve got you. I’m here. I choose you.”

Hesitation brushes my senses, just a whisper of it when I think about opening them and myself up to this kind of potential pain if this all goes horribly wrong.

Their determination, passion, and care for me swallows that hesitation up in one quick swoop, and I’m left with nothing but amazement as I accept them into my soul.

A burst of power rushes from me, slamming into him as we come at the same time. I sink my fangs into his neck, drinking his blood and satiating the final pieces of the Linking bond. I convulse around him, my orgasm wrenching from me as I pour every ounce of that pleasure back into the bite.

I feel the Linked bond snap into place as I close his wounds and pull back, eyes locking as I catch my breath.

Jagger smiles at me, looking a little dazed before giving Zev a small nod?—

I’m whisked off of Jagger so fast I barely have time to gasp.

“You’re mine,” Zev says, spinning me around so my spine is against his powerful chest, the two of us on our knees.

He spears into me from behind, not bothering to clean me up before he plunges into me over and over again.

“Zev,” I sigh, reaching up and clinging to him from behind, my thighs trembling as he claims my body, filling me so much I can hardly breath around it.

His strong hands roam over the front of my body, pinching my nipples until they’re pert and rosy for him before plunging lower. I jolt against his touch, his fingers teasing my oversensitive clit as he thrusts into me.

My eyes are lust riddled and hazy, my breaths short and quick as pleasure ripples beneath my skin, narrowing to the point of pain it builds up again so fast.

“Look at you, dove,” Jagger says, teal eyes watching from where he’s on his knees in front of me. “So stunning taking Zev’s cock.”

I melt at his words, at the way Zev is claiming me, the restraints on himself totally gone. He’s giving me everything and more, knowing I can handle it, handle him. It’s intoxicating, giving me a shot of pure confidence that has my heart soaring.

“Feels like hot silk,” Zev growls, one hand brandishing my hip, the other still teasing my throbbing clit. “Fucking. Perfect.”

Magic builds right alongside my orgasm, a crescendo of heat and need and desire swirling to a crest I know will sweep us both away.

My fangs are pulsing, but I’m facing the wrong way.

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