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Chapter Eleven

Adelina

The Jasmine

The Draga Galaxy

Adelina tried to tell herself that whatever it was Nadyah had to say, it wouldn’t be the end. It wouldn’t be something she couldn’t forgive, but after Alpha, after Giselle, Raena, and Joslynn…she was no longer sure that was the case.

“Out with it Nadyah, tell me what’s bothering you.” There was an ache at her fingertips as her nails begged to lengthen into claws, but Adelina kept her hands relaxed.

Nadyah glanced at Varan’s door and then sighed. “Do you remember Stefano?”

Adelina nodded, feeling some of the tension ease. “Is he your mate?”

“No, but after the Games…that feral side of you did things to me I didn’t expect – made me want like I’ve never felt before. I’d never been so weak, so unable to control my own desire. And I didn’t believe it was fair to ask to take you to bed when you were so…affected.”

Then Adelina knew. “You had sex with him?”

Nadyah nodded, unable to hold Adelina’s gaze. “I did, and after your flirtation with him I felt perhaps I was encroaching. I should have asked you beforehand.”

Adelina was so relieved she scooted closer to Nadyah, taking her hands. “Nadyah you are a courtesan and you have needs. I know this life in the palace has stifled you and I completely understand. I have no claim on him. Your guilt is a bit endearing. It only shows me how much you love me.”

She leaned in slowly, watching the way Nadyah’s eyes widened. Adelina turned her head at the last second, her lips brushing Nadyah’s cheek until she could whisper in her ear. “I only wish I could have joined you.”

Nadyah shivered and her low moan set Adelina on fire. There had to be time to take her now, pull her into her rooms and ravage her. But part of Adelina wanted Varan to watch…unable to touch her – only himself. She wanted to see her husband lose his control and spill his seed all over himself.

“How do you feel about Varan watching?” she asked, trailing a hand up Nadyah’s calf. She slipped under the full skirt, softly caressing the sensitive spot on her knee and then going higher. The night with Varan had whet a desire Adelina didn’t know she possessed. “I want you now.”

Nadyah wore nothing under her skirts. Adelina’s thumb brushed against her courtesan’s clit, and then she dipped down to feel the slick folds already swollen with need.

“I don’t care as long as I get to taste you. Make him ache until it hurts.” Nadyah parted her knees ever so slightly, urging Adelina on. “Show him you were mine first.”

Adelina was so wet she could hardly stand it. She plunged two fingers into Nadyah and stroked that little bundle of nerves inside gently while taking her mouth.

Her courtesan was deliciously sweet and sultry. The need between them was different somehow, but still so incredibly intense.

She withdrew from Nadyah and stood, crossing the living space in three wide steps. Her knock on the door was a bit harder than necessary.

It slid open a second later and Varan leaned on the frame with his arms crossed and a cocky grin on his face. His bulging arm muscles and broad chest set her off even more. Adelina could barely keep her breathing even as she eyed him from head to toe.

“You two weren’t talking about me in a language I couldn’t understand, were you?” he teased.

Adelina ignored his question. “Would you like to watch me with Nadyah?” she asked. Her voice was huskier than she’d ever heard it before. It was practically a wolf’s rumbling growl. “You only get to watch – not touch.”

His eyes went half-mast with barely restrained violent desire. “Am I allowed to touch myself?” His grin widened into something predatory.

Adelina gave him a lazy smile and stroked his already hard cock. “Yes, but don’t wear yourself out.”

Varan gripped her arms hard enough to bruise and took her mouth with unapologetic roughness. It was bruising and delicious. But he stopped as quickly as he’d begun. “I’m happy to do as my wife wishes,” he said congenially, releasing her completely.

Adelina hid her weak knees by stepping aside so Varan could pass. She held onto the door frame and turned slowly. Nadyah had already disappeared into Adelina’s bedroom and Varan strode towards her door. His strides were long and purposeful. Her husband paused at the threshold and glanced over his shoulder at her, gaze smoldering.

His wicked grin said he knew exactly what he’d done to her.

She shook it off and walked slowly, hips swaying as she untied her skirts. Adelina made sure she didn’t touch Varan at all as she passed, dropping the glittering fabric onto the floor when she entered.

Then she pointed at the velvet chair in the corner of the room. Varan went without question.

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